Supposedly your sex organs are your body parts containing the most nerve endings. I find that hard to believe considering my heart is literally feeling such a dull ache I can barely breathe. Funny that the two feelings are so deeply connected.
How do you feel there is ever a chance at love for anyone when the example set before you are my parents? I realize I must sound like I'm having a pity party over here for myself. Things could be a lot worse. I can't help but feel extremely lost though.
Surprisingly enough, of all the sad love songs, sappy romantic movies I've watched, and season's of The O.C. that I've wasted hours watching, nothing, and I mean nothing, could have ever prepared me for the heartache that comes from mistakes, hormones, and most importantly love. I know, for the wise and more experienced readers how could I possibly know what I'm talking about. 18 and young and full of potential and life and promise! Fresh out of high school and so smart. Heartbroken, jaded, and cynical as a republican senator (still able to crack a joke for my left-wing Tenney family, though. You should hardly be surprised my sarcasm isn't lacking, I guess..).
I just hope these things work themselves out. It's a damned irony that time is what heals this kind of thing. Because patience is all I've had, and I'm fresh out.
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I'm glad to see you blogging again, even if it is a sad blog.
Now, I'm curious to what has happened.. I remember those days when I was 18, and honestly age doesn't matter. Heartache is the same. Young love is still love.
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