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You know how its like, when your heart starts hurting and you aren't even thinking of anyone. When you feel sad and you don't know why. And you wish things were different. And then you hate yourself because you just typed something so cliched you could puke.

Constricted. That's what its like. My heart. Clenching, unclenching. Its hard to breathe and the only way it'll go away is if you cry and scream and push away everyone who tries to sympathise. I hate, pity in anyone's eyes. (Fake) soothing voices, they try to show they care-I don't want it-but I smile and nod anyway. I don't need words. Just warmth, someone to hold me. I hate words. Silence can fill a room, who needs noise?

Its still not right. Will it ever be? We always want what we can't have. But I've learned, some secrets must be kept. Its better if they never know. What have I become?

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VICTORIA Hannah Kirsten
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Judo
Catholic Junior College

Insecure to the point of insanity. That's me. Plays guitar and piano. Is absolutely catholic. Loves Tokio Hotel. Would like to learn Na'vi. Shops too much. And overdoses on daydreaming. Find me on: facebook

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