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I made President's List in my first semester of grad school. I just want you to be proud of me.

I've fucked up so many times, I'm better off alone.

I wonder who you stole from.

Why do you keep me blocked?
What stops you?

Some days I ache for you, but your ghost keeps me company. Longing through warm months, filled with the scents of orange blossom, gardenia, low tide, and gasoline.

Miss you.