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if i told you this was killing me would you stop?
[Sunday, Apr. 25, 2004 @ 6:34 am]
I don't know.

holding her. feeling her. kissing her. touching her.

it's just so. wonderful.

so wonderful it hurts. it burns. every minute i spend with her is bliss and it hurts because it feels like i'll never really have that to myself agian.

i didn't really deserve it anyway.

i don't know. i don't really care i guess.

i just want her happy. that's what matters.

i told cas i loved her.

cas doesn't think that's a good thing.

i don't know.

i do.

so much. so so so much.

she kept doing these little twirly things. and dancing.

so cute.

so drop dead cute.

gah

she threw rocks at me.

she fell in a creek.

she said that she didn't like today. cause nothing happened. between her and i.

i disagree.

i wasn't planning on holding her. kissing her. touching her.

i knew it would be too much.

i feel like it's gone.

i feel her

but i feel her gone

cason told me that daniel was a "stupid fucking skater poser that's like shorter than me and weighs less than you and i wanna fucking kill him"

can i join?

i don't know. it just doesn't seem fair.

but as alex would say,

life's not fair.

never has been. never will be.

i don't know.

i guess i sort of wanted something to happen.

but at this point i just want to lay down with her. and hold her. and never let her go. and stay in that one place till i die. i want to die in her arms. not here in this chair. but in her arms. not here, crying, wishing for things that seem so distant. in her arms. in her heart. in her eyes. her everything.

know forever that i love you.

whether i survive tonight. or tomorrow. i don't know.

i just want to die.

anything to stop this feeling in my heart of lost hope. absolutely no hope. my god. i thought i'd changed.

i really believed that i was different.

but i'm not.

i want to be used.

i ask for it.

i beg for it.

i want to be hurt.

i enjoy it.

life is loss

and i enjoy every fucking heartbreaking minute of it.

just

being with her hurt so much. and yet at the same time. it was so perfect. at one point, cason and mona had ran to go to the movie. and i was holding her. cause she was cold. and it was so perfect. and i even said so. i wish this moment would last forever. cason fucked it up. but still.

now i think about it and i cry.

i cry for us. i cry for me. i cry for you. i cry cause i pretend. i pretend that i'm in control. like i can make myself not love you. like i could stop calling you. like i could not touch you. i pretend i'm better. i pretend i'm together. all i do it is pretend. i'm tired of pretending.

but the moment i stop the world comes crashing down.

i'm not strong. i'm not together. i'm not better. i'm not anything. i'm just me. i'm just a 15 year old girl who wants to die. i'm just a 15 year old girl that loves you so much. so much that it hurts. i'm just me. i'm just me.

i've felt things i never thought i'd be able to feel again.

including love.

i never wanted to love agian. not after her. alex. part of me still cares about her. but not near as much as rayquel.

obviously my mind wants to write poetry, as i keep acidentially rhyming.

oh well. i will in a minute.

i don't really know anymore.

i know few things. so i can actually list them

1. I love her
2. I need her
3. mistrust is a foul thing that stinks and the stench is killing me.
4. love burns and i never believed that till you
5. it all ends when i die.
6. all i want is to be held right now, right this minute, by you.
7. life is fucked in more ways than it would seem possible, because if you can never be happy then what's the point of trying?
8. i'm a whore but you're a slut.
9. men suck.
10. i want to spend the rest of my life with her, even if my life only lasts for five more minutes.

i just. i want to say one more thing.

Rayquel. Whatever happens. Between us. With you. I just want you to know. That I will always love you. You've forever burned your love in me. And nothing, short of death, can take that away. And even in death, my headstone would mention you.

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Amanda Jennings
October 25, 1988 - April 24th, 2004
only you
in life and death
only you
i will always love you

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okay. i'll end with this.

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neverendingabsolutecompleteandtotallove

what more do you want from me?

i'm only human

i'm only flesh and blood
burning and turning for you
seeping and bleeding for you
just for you

take me break me
anyway you need
i've lost myself and all that's left is my love for you
you've consumed me and i don't know what to feel

part of me cares but part of me doesn't
losing this and feeling nothing

but something
something has to start
something has to end
something has to start and stop and then begin agian

there are too many reasons to die
what's the point of living?
what's the point of breathing?
when you're already dead
i'm already dead
all that's missing is you
your name on the coffin
on the headstone
like mine
side by side till the end of time

your mouth is like a funeral
mine and mine alone
i die when you kiss me
i die all alone
i die when you hold me
i die all alone
so kill me
kill me
kill me
i can't stand to die alone

i'm only human

i'm only flesh and blood
burning and turning for you
seeping and bleeding for you
just for you

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