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There are few things humans are more dedicated to than unhappiness. Had we been placed on Earth by a malign creator for the exclusive purpose of suffering, we would have good reason for congratulating ourselves on our enthusiastic response to the task.
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Yeah
“I love you. I want to hold you.”
“You can’t even take care of yourself.”
“I’m still alive. Amy Winehouse couldn’t manage that. And she had more money than me.”
I saw the way you move
So casual. Your t-shirt. The way you smiled. It was so light. Amidst our heaviness. I will love you until the day I die. You threw it away when it got hard.
That’s why I don’t like talking to you
“You remember everything.”
“So?”
“And then you put it on the site.”
“So? I don’t name names.”
“Everybody knows it’s me.”
“Everybody? Or him?”
“Him.”
“Fuck him.”
“You know I could have you back.”
“Nope. Not anymore.”
“I just have to say the word.”
“Not enough.”
“Your memory is too good. Remember? Feel the feelings.”
“No.”
“I still love you.”
“I know.”
Learn to spell
I am in love with someone that I cannot have. It’s okay. Brush your teeth. Pee when you have to. Stop crying. Everything’s going to be okay.
Some kind of something
“You’re mad at me?”
“Yeah.”
“Why again?”
“You didn’t answer when I called.”
“You know we’re like in different time zones now right?”
“And?”
“Contrary to popular belief, I’m not always awake at 4am.”
“Passed out?”
“Sometimes. What? Now you’re going to give a fuck.”
“I always gave at least a fuck.”
“My love? I don’t mean that kind of fuck.”
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Love or something like it
Unfortunately? We go were the asshole, the heart, we go where it leads us.
Two yellow-haired girls
They stand together near the bar. They’re beautiful. But, for some reason, these two think they’re the only ones in the world that are. Good for them, but bad for anyone that crosses their paths in love.
There is blood in your cuticles
Seriously. I’m not mad at you. I love you. But there is a problem here.
I’m not mad
But I don’t want to love anybody. I don’t want to hurt your feelings. I’m just saying.
I don’t like the fact
that I love you. It only brings badness. It never brings gladness.
You
“I love your body. My cheek on the nape of your neck. On your ass. It is transcendent.”
“Baby, the feeling is reciprocal.”
“I was hoping you were going to say that. Or something like it.”
I know, right?
“You need to slow down.”
“Or what?”
“Or you’re not going to make it.”
“Make it where? I’m not going anywhere.”
“With me, Honey, with me.”
“I’m doing you a favor. Trust me.”
“I love you.”
“I love you back. I only have the capacity to hurt you.”
“Then hurt me.”
“I’m so tired.”
“Fall into my arms.”
“I just know I’m falling.”
Your love?
Is an empty promise of what might be.
Punahou
“‘When he shall die take him out and cut him in little stars. And he shall make the face of heaven so fine, that all the world will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.’ It’s from Romeo and Juliet.”
“You’re so fucking weird. How do you know that stuff?”
“Punahou.”
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Everything
“Isn’t that weird?”
“Everything you say and do is weird.”
“Don’t you remember? That’s why you fell in love with me.”
Good evening
We are vibrations in the mind of the one true God. Which is love.
A conversation with a person I adore
“How’s the NYC? I didn’t know you were leaving.”
“I just got here 2 weeks ago.”
“How are you?”
“Good. I wish I saw you before I left.”
“I love the city. You’re in the Brook right?”
“Yeah.”
“I got a couple a bars for you.”
“Fantastic.”
“Listening to Tchaikovsky. Just finished watching a movie in Italian. It made me think of you. [...]
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I hope you’re having the time of your life
How can you live a full, real life with somebody “that doesn’t really love” you? How can anything be whole? How can you feel as special as you are if someone is not tearing the world down to show you how much you matter?
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I still love you
“You need to grow up.”
“Really? Should I grow up and be just like you? Should I do what you do? Shall I do what you’ve done?”
“Really.”
“Why are you picking on me?”
“I’m not.”
“It feels like you are.”
“Why?”
“I don’t feel your love like I used to. I’m not talking about a relationship. I’m talking about the genuine [...]
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