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You are the sea and the sky
And I'm content to not know why
You are so great, I am so plain
I am that moth to your flame
...Wish I was good enough for you
Sometimes the pain gets so bad.
What does "love" mean anyway? I mean, if you think you feel it, don't you really feel it? Do you have to know someone to know that you are truly in love with them? It means something different to everyone, and you are liable to be called a maniac if you are dreadfully in love with someone you will never know, except they will never say it to your face. I'm sick of having to defend it to people who don't understand it, as well...
I so wish I was good enough. Inside, I know I'm not, and I've known all these years. I suppose that's why I'm so angry and bitter and why I have such low self-esteem. I'll always be the short, big, weird looking girl and nothing can change that except surgery that costs money I don't have....
And I wish the pain would go away.
Sometimes it feels so good, but sometimes it hurts so terribly, because I know it's all just a dream.
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gunn12fan
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Mar 9 @ 5:00PM
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Blondino
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Mar 9 @ 5:12PM
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Love 
A feeling of strong attachment induced by that which delights or commands admiration; preeminent kindness or devotion to another; affection; tenderness;
Especially, devoted attachment to, or tender or passionate affection for, one of the opposite sex.
Courtship; -- chiefly in the phrase to make love, i. e., to court, to woo, to solicit union in marriage.
Affection; kind feeling; friendship; strong liking or desire; fondness; good will; -- opposed to hate; often with of and an object.
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The object of affection; -- often employed in endearing address.
Cupid, the god of love; sometimes, Venus.
To regard with passionate and devoted affection, as that of one sex for the other.
To take delight or pleasure in; to have a strong liking or desire for, or interest in; to be pleased with; to like; as, to love books; to love adventures
1. To have a deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward (a person): We love our parents. I love my friends.
2. To have a feeling of intense desire and attraction toward (a person).
3. To have an intense emotional attachment to: loves his house.
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a. To embrace or caress.
b. To have sexual intercourse with
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and when it strikes its like a sledge hammer between the eyes and it hurts like hell
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chris549547
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Mar 9 @ 5:44PM
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from what I see and read, you are a treasure,good looking, great personality( from what we read of yours)smart,independent,vivacious,,just to mention a few qualities
if I was 20 years younger,,,, 
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JimNastics
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Mar 9 @ 5:56PM
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Renae Renae.
it's not anything like you say
Your'e plenty good enough,
you have lots of the right stuff.
You are bright, brave and funny
the right guy will be calling you Honey.
Just give time a decent chance
and you will again share that bliss dance. 
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kattsmeow
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Mar 9 @ 6:15PM
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Then of course, you have people telling you different.
You are beautiful
You are worth it!
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TroutFishing
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Mar 9 @ 6:19PM
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You ARE good enough for someone to love you.
Most humans are. The only exceptions are truly evil people.
Love is an intense appreciation for what you ARE,
not how you look nor what you can DO for someone else.
The people we love are not obligated to love us back.
Once we accept that and keep meeting new people ....
our positive outlook attracts others.
 
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troubadore9
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Mar 9 @ 6:36PM
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Now I happen to think that you are not this little emotionally distraught waif foundering in the swirling waters of life.Your poem is great and it expresses the uncertainties in all of us.You tell the BF of yours to treasure his friend because a jewel is always actively sought out,hopefully to not possess but to share.You are OK in my book.
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sciurusniger
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Mar 9 @ 7:58PM
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"The world is your exercise-book, the pages on which you do your sums.
It is not reality, although you can express reality there if you wish.
You are also free to write nonsense, or lies, or to tear the pages."
(Richard Bach)
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redtigr
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Mar 9 @ 8:22PM
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Posh.
Beautiful girl, beautiful eyes, beautiful skin, beautiful mind.
Brave girl, too - willing to stand up for herself and others, willing to be authentic; true to herself.
Broken hearts happen to everyone. Most of us love best those whom we look up to and respect, but that does not diminish our own worth.
Cut yourself some slack.
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luvshorses644
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Mar 9 @ 8:29PM
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LGQ...
Never let a love that is lost ever make you feel "not good enough" .. if you allow those words into your soul, you will have no way to beyond that reflection you think you see in the mirror and become all that you cannot see to your naked eye.
I have read your blogs, I have heard your pain, and I have hoped that one day you would see what so many others of us do here.. you are a vibrant, caring (read your blogs about your sister and Rolf.. you can't back outta that one) and beautiful (both outside and in) person.
Please believe in yourself as so many here do....
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Gallows_Humor
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Mar 9 @ 11:58PM
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so wish I was good enough. Inside, I know I'm not, and I've known all these years.
you are so wrong here... you are growing into who you really are..and that takes time.. I see you as a young swan..just coming of age..and still not certain of why you are different than those around you.. In time you will trust us older people who know you better than you know yourself, as with age comes an understanding of what being "good enough" is all about..
try a little smile ......... 
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Monsterboy
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Mar 11 @ 1:57AM
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What does "love" mean anyway?
Only because you asked:
You don't feel love. You feel infatuation. You feel desire. You feel loss. The emotions can be wonderful, or they can suck terribly. But they're only temporary, chemicals tickling receptors.
Love isn't a feeling, it's a way of relating. You can no more destroy love than you can destroy the fact that 1 is half of 2. This is why you can be furious with those you love, be certain you hate them, and not love them any less; no matter how strongly we may feel about the person we love, it's not as significant as the love itself.
The pain will go away. Even if you don't believe that right now. That's the great thing about the universe, things happen whether or not you believe they will.
(As to your short-big-weirdness, I've addressed that elsewhere.)
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