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I've had this here all along.
People often tell me that they want to get inside my head. I think they might be stupid.
But then I see what you give up when you lay it all on the table, and I find myself wanting the same thing.
And then I remember that there's never a right time.
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And the response came. And I was right. Because I know I'm wrong.
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I don't know what I'm expecting. There's a small itch underneath my belly. That's new. This is a new tension birthed from the oldest wound. A rightful disaster cursed quick. A flicker of that same old shit.
And I did it anyway. I gave up the ghost of my guilty conscience. I came clean.
And there's no response on the horizon. No explosive report to ( Read more... ) -
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It's sort of like she died, but everyone keeps remembering. That's the best way to put it.
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Congratulations, I'm sorry
This shouldn't bother me. It shouldn't even remotely affect me. But here I am, at work, just learning that my ex-wife is already engaged, and I don't know what to think. I feel like all those scars that have since healed are being torn open and doused with a healthy dose of sea salt.
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And just like that, it returns. No real premonition, though your presence is always felt even so far away.
I fucking miss you. It just started raining. I'm in my car updating from my dying phone and I fucking miss you.
I don't know if I'll ever really try again either. That isn't to say I haven't tried. You were kind of a shitty companion, but ( Read more... ) -
Bachelore
...aaaaaaaaaand I'm single again. Woohoo. Next time I get involved, this polar opposites business ain't happening. It was fun and she's a great girl, just not the one for me. She's being really cool and mature about it too, cause she feels much the same. We're buds, still. I guess. For a little while, at least until we both forget about each other ( Read more... ) -
i've seen those eyes. i've watched them close at night.
we've acknowledged that it's falling apart and now we barely speak. -
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It's happening again
Falling apart at the seams
I don't know what it means
I don't know what it means
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does this ever get easier? no. apparently not.
this morning has been rough. i have no real reason for it being so bad, but i can't seem to shake it off. so instead, i'm going to randomly list whatever pops up as i stare at this blank screen in an attempt to purge it ( Read more... )