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[eloquentstorm]

Everywhere I go I keep recreating the same identity, carrying with me the same timidity & shame & inhibition, the unhealed scars from repeated betrayals, flimsy declarations that disintegrated with the slightest tension. I’ve come to accept the nature of your absence as a trick of the mind, a quality I’ve exaggerated or dwelled on because of my

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[ashley_lisi]

We always allow the good times to inhabit a vast portion of our memories. Underwear dances, Pinball Pete's, and 2003 will always prevail over half-truths and heartbreaks, no matter how badly you have ever wanted to curl up into a ball and cry yourself out of existence.