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Text #34.

February 2, 3:09 am.

It's 3:00 freaking am. And I can't sleep. Once more. You're probably sleeping right now. Or not. You may be texting her. The thought of it kills me. My feelings woke me up once more. The thoughts are crashing over my mind, taking every ounce of sleep from me and leaving me restless. My mind is tired but I can't seem to get the rest I need. My nights are mainly made by tossing and turning. My eyes are tired but they won't close. I guess it's just a kind of tired that sleeping can't fix.

Text #35.

February 3, 2:29 pm.

This is crazy, I would never thought I'd say this, but there was this one time when Dad said that we only crave the things we can't have. I guess he was right. What I'm trying to say is that I think I need you. I think I may love you.
But you'll never know it. You don't deserve to.

Text #36.

February 4, 5:23 pm.

For all my life I've heard the saying: Love your neighbor as thyself. But what if you don't love thyself? Then what the hell are you gonna do?



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