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Post by Cassie Stryker on Nov 24, 2015 2:48:23 GMT -6
Really this is more of a journal. But it's kind of dear diary too. I don't generally write in these things. Since you're just a sheet of paper, you probably don't care about any of that. You don't care about my inner thoughts or whatever. Or who I am. But I'm Cassidy Stryker.
I think I'm in love, journal. I...don't really know. I thought I knew what that felt like but...it's like a burning in your heart that you never want to part from. You yearn to be with that person. It's like they're stitched right into your heart and you can't let go. I...I'm in trouble if she ever decides she's done with me.
Because the truth is, journal, that amidst all my apathy and attempts to distance myself, I'm a lonely soul who can't feel like she can trust anyone. And yet I do, again and again. And I keep getting hurt again and again. First it was my dad. Then it was my dad again. Again and again. Then it was my powers betraying me and hurting my boyfriend, the first person I thought who cared. But then I found out he betrayed me in a way too. And then my mum. I've betrayed myself even. Over and over. I cause myself so much pain and I keep right on trusting others, and my own instincts. And I keep getting hurt again and again.
She is my life-preserver in a storm that sometimes I feel like I can't weather. And journal, sometimes that is wonderful. Other times, it scares the crap out of me because I am trusting again, and that leads to so much hurt.
Sincerely,
Cassie
I think I'm in love, journal. I...don't really know. I thought I knew what that felt like but...it's like a burning in your heart that you never want to part from. You yearn to be with that person. It's like they're stitched right into your heart and you can't let go. I...I'm in trouble if she ever decides she's done with me.
Because the truth is, journal, that amidst all my apathy and attempts to distance myself, I'm a lonely soul who can't feel like she can trust anyone. And yet I do, again and again. And I keep getting hurt again and again. First it was my dad. Then it was my dad again. Again and again. Then it was my powers betraying me and hurting my boyfriend, the first person I thought who cared. But then I found out he betrayed me in a way too. And then my mum. I've betrayed myself even. Over and over. I cause myself so much pain and I keep right on trusting others, and my own instincts. And I keep getting hurt again and again.
She is my life-preserver in a storm that sometimes I feel like I can't weather. And journal, sometimes that is wonderful. Other times, it scares the crap out of me because I am trusting again, and that leads to so much hurt.
Sincerely,
Cassie
