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[bathroom_irony]

i want everyone in my life to know how much i love them and why i do, and that i do. i want them all to know that just because i do not call, often, does not mean i am overwhelmingly inspired by who they are as people. i want you to know that there are times i am crying, but just because it happens does not mean i do not see the beautiful things

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[samanthajae]

im speechless. i loved every single word you had to say and share all the same sentiments, thats for sure. can we please hang out this summer? i hope everything is amazing - much love.

[kelmscott]

i wonder if there's such a thing as too much love.

maybe the overwhelming qualities of our lives make it difficult for us to do anything but release and [try to] cope with the overload of our senses (emotional, [meta]physical, spiritual, etc)? or maybe medicine can staunch, somehow for some people, an overflow that leaves them powerless, otherwise? i don't know. i don't know if i'm agreeing or arguing. i don't really want to do either.

isn't addiction terrible?

[najy]

yes, i cry when i'm happy too.

not a problem.

(darling that answer was not my first, nor second, nor third sentiment about this rave rant stream of anne's mind but it seemed the only concise one i could manifest in words without laughing and hugging you.)