confessions of an emo-fuckshit

i don’t seem to know myself.

but if there’s one thing

i am sure of, it would be

what i felt for him…

he is the only person

i am so sure of wanting..

the only thing,

i am so deprived of..

i don’t know

what the hell is with me

why i couldn’t

step out of his shadow..

everything of beauty,

of perplexed entity–

reminds me of him:

the only thing, i couldn’t have…

*BLOG.the.haunting!XP*jv

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