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I Miss YouI miss you. It hurts so bad, being so far away. Why did you go? I still need you, said I'd always love you. You took my heart and left. My gut hurts, my chest aches. I haven't cried in a while, I think my eyes dried up. You know how people say, "give your heart away"? It never happened for me. You were my friend at first, then before I knew it, I was kissing you, standing next to your car late at night. The memory of your hands running down my back still makes my skin tingle. I never gave you my heart, and I'm not sure you even knew you'd taken it till it was too late. For both of us. I know I promised you I'd try to move on if you died. ButI Miss You


FallingFalling. They call it falling in love. I never got that. I always thought it was way too violent. I mean, isn't love meant to be a good thing? But falling sounds violent. It sounds dangerous and uncontrollable. I always thought love was meant to be happy and sweet, makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. It isn't meant to be scary right? That's what I used to think. Before I met you. Before I fell. It's scary, uncontrollable and dangerous. It hurts. You turned my life inside out and I'm still reeling from the shock. Truth be told I never really believed in love. Lust, yeah sure, I can believe that. Affection, and caring about someone,Falling


Morning AfterA killer of a headache seems to be trying to punch a hole straight through my forehead. I groan as the feeling spreads down through my body, a dull ache in my gut. I sit up in bed. At least I'd had the presence of mind to take my shoes off last night, no such luck with my make up. Even the dark grey of my pillowcase can't stand against the amount of eyeliner and mascara I had been wearing. Dully I pull it off the pillow and toss it weakly toward the door to get taken out to wash. My clothes lay strewn across the floor, my undies the only thing left on. I groan as I try to recall details. The sharp stabbing in the back of my brain makes me stoMorning After


IntroductionsMusic vibrates in the air around me, shaking my nerves and my blood. I grin as the small strobe light flashes over our dancing bodies, making the movement jagged and eerie. A new song starts. A body glides by mine and I turn to dance with them. Something catches my eye and I turn to look. Someone is sitting on the couch, knees drawn up to their chest as they watch the activity of the party. Blond hair spills over the top of their knees and I can't tell if they're a guy or a girl. Slipping away from the sea of teenage bodies I wander over and sit next to them. "Hi."Introductions
They look up, staring at me in shock. "My name's Ashl
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