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Magic

      Well, another gloomy day consumes me. So, if you believe that everything hasn't gotten worse, it has. We got into a bit of trouble, but I'm not going to say more than that and now they have blocked me from even calling him on my phone, thank god for Skype! So we've been messaging through facebook and talking through Skype but, its still not the same as being able to call him without internet connection or just when I wake up in the middle of the night because of a nightmare. My life is simply becoming so boring and so empty I cannot even explain it in the words I type. I mean there's nothing I really want to do other than hide away in my room and not talk to anyone at all. They say they're trying to protect me, I don't believe it. I don't feel like I'm being "protected" I feel more like I'm being punished, punished for living and breathing. All I want to do is talk to him and be able to cuddle in his arms without a care in the world. I know I may be young to find love, to be in love, if that but you know when its real, that I believe. Honestly to me you can fall in love at any age it doesn't matter how old you are, you can fall in love when your young or old. But that feeling that you get when you look into their eyes is unlike any other, you will never feel that again because love is the closet thing we have to magic. And when I look into his eyes it is truly magical, my entire spirit uplifts and a smile automatically appears on my face and I'm happy to talk to him and be with him. But, I'm going to type out more later, I'm a bit tired.

Liki

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