I don't know exactly what I'm thinking. A lot about love, I know that. Everyone's got rings on their fingers and everyone is in love. And I wonder if they really are, or what does that even mean? Because it's just a word you know. And ____ told me this morning that he's in love with me (wasn't the first time).. and maybe he really thinks he is.. but can he be when I don't feel the same at all? I wouldn't think so..
It's just a word.
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Unfortunately, in my limited experience, Love does not exist only when it is mutual. Unrequited Love is a total bastard and can fuck you up for life.
The best book I ever found on the subject was "The Sorrows of Young Werther" by Goethe. Perhaps, once and if you've made it quite clear that it's never gonna happen, you should suggest to ______ that he check it out.
It's good to have stopped by Carly, glad to read you're well.
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