Monday, 20 August 2012

Katie was a little girl.

Anger can consume you whole. It can drench you in paint stripper, completely dissolve everything you believe in until there is nothing there but fire. I can see nothing else, just jealousy and pain. I always believed I would be able to overlook these things but I am just like every other girl, I don't want to see him with his arm around another girl. Holding on to past offenses happens, letting go of them is the problem, but when trust is broken all hell breaks loose. 

It seems ridiculous, nothing happened between them, if only it felt that way to me.

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