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Franz Kafka, 1912
I've been broken up with, and I've completely lost it. A letter I was never going to send. Took copies of it, and sent by text anyway. The grip this man has on my heart, it sucks.
Ouchy !!!!
For safe keeping. I fear I may be losing it. Why am I acting this way? Saying these things? Is it love ??
For safe keeping.
A guy I dated in Lawrence got engaged tonight.
This man hit me up last year during Lollapalooza to catch up and play iPhone games - what? Telling me about his wife and kids. That’s nice, but lady, come get your man - why is he hitting up old Tinder flings? WEIRD
Don’t you just love when people start picking up certain words or phrases and kind of start talking like you?
I always call my loved ones “doll” - my son, my friends, etc. I have also been saying it to the guy I’ve been seeing. He’s started calling me doll too, like when he answers the phone or we’re chatting about something by text. “Hey, doll!”, “Nice work, doll!”. I don’t know, I just think it’s cute. And it’s nice. He’s listening and he likes when I call him that enough for him to do it back.
Posting this on here because almost all of my friends are in different stages of their love lives, but I just generally feel like they’re tired of hearing about him, and I think it’s mostly the skepticism because of how rocky it all started out. But things are good right now and I want to share that, or acknowledge it, I guess. I don’t really care if anyone actually reads this.
The last thing that I’ll say is that I miss him!! It’s so crazy because it’s a really physical feeling. Like in my gut or in my bones. I FEEL his absence. It’s not just a longing, it’s like an aching.
Anyway. I think I might love him. I definitely have love for him, at least.
Thats all, bye doll XXXXX
Portland, Oregon 2014
Sometimes you need to sleep, sleep a lot. Not to escape, but to rest your soul from your feelings. Because everything, absolutely everything devours you. Completely.
—Brain
— R. Arnold
— Louise Glück, "The Burning Heart"
Franz Kafka, 1912