there is this person i don't know any more. once i knew her as my other half, but now she's a memory that's fading faster as each blurry day goes by. fuck the judgements, the advice, the jealousy. she was real and i can't remember the last time i even saw her. it's a zombie of a notion to think that there could have been so much emphasis on meaning
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Good men are hard to find.
It's a good sign for you and her that you're fighting to hold onto those memories.
Call me, yo.
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