No one can know how much this hurts. Seeing their faces, having them avoid eye contact. One of the worst feelings in the world. Almost 2 years have past and not a single ounce of pain has gone. Everything is still the same and everything hurts as if it only happened yesterday. I wish I could just talk to them once. But I’m left alone. Worst feeling.
I’m still the outsider to them.
I really have lost all desire to party this week. I would so rather be chilling at my house, watching a movie and cuddling up with someone. That’s sounds so much better then throwing beers back and playing drinking game after drinking game with omega. I don’t know I’m really tired of not having someone =\
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That orgasmic moment when Alan Rickman reads Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130. Oh my golly gosh.







