[01.26.05]-[5:13 p.m.]
'Don't back away.' ----can't remember lyrics or track name for track #4 on Babyland's The Finger album.
I am in love with Dexter. I always have been. He doesn't want to be with me/can't be with me. And now he wants to not touch, or sleep together. I love him, and I will miss that greatly. I already miss him. Buck and I broke up, or more to the point, he dumped me. Says he needs therapy before he can date guys, but its really me. He can't be with me, because I do not hide my life for fear of anything, and I'm not understanding enough for people htat aren't out completely, and I needed to understand that that takes time. I love him, but I'm not IN LOVE with him. I'm in love with Dexter, and I will be forever.
I'm not getting happier. That's why suicide seems like a valid option. I wish I was dead. I really do. I'm scared of myself. I've gone crazy many times, but the last year it's stuck, and the last ten years I haven't seen happiness. At what point do I give up? When is that acceptable to me?
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