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Part of me wishes I never met you and the other part wishes reincarnation was real just so I could get another shot at loving you if we met in another life

history repeats itself

I never change

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I remember when both of us could smile and it would still reach our eyes

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Mine is returning.

The part of me that isn’t a fucking sociopath also hopes to see yours do the same one day.

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Time creeps by. It crawls. Then it walks. Finally, it starts to run. Sprint, even.

The smile returns to my eyes. I can hear love songs again. Sometimes, they don’t even remind me of you at all.

These new smiles spread so wide that my face gets sore, like it used to around you. I’m older now. I feel the smiles deepen the creases around my eyes. For a split second I worry how I look, then I remember how impossible I used to think it was that I’d ever feel this way again, and I return to the present. I’m grateful.

He reminds me of you sometimes. I try not to think about that part too hard.

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fozzie

in my sophomore year of college this guy made these items which quickly became a craze across campus. i myself bought one of his sweaters, which says “GOOD AND DEAD” across the chest and “ARM PAIN” along the sleeves. he showed up at 11 pm on a bicycle to deliver the goods in the dead of winter, wearing a metal t-shirt tucked into khakis. his facebook screen name is an indecipherable series of symbols. i have no authentic way to credit him but i want to share his art with you.

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I wish that if you ever needed someone to talk to, that in a million years I had a shot at being that someone. Just one conversation would be cool. One long timeless phone call that spans infinity. We’d finally understand.

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I remember when both of us could smile and it would still reach our eyes

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Mine is returning.

The part of me that isn’t a fucking sociopath also hopes to see yours do the same one day.

And just for some closure.........

I’m finally better off without you

I can’t believe how much of my life I wasted on a liar and a thief

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be careful what you wish for, the people that you love probably are better off without you

Seeing you is like my nightmare coming to life all over

The worst part about losing a friend to suicide is knowing exactly why because you want to do the same

I need help

Part of me wishes I never met you and the other part wishes reincarnation was real just so I could get another shot at loving you if we met in another life

It's wanting to reach out for help and knowing that I can't be saved so not wanting to bring anyone down with me

So I'm not sure if they have a word for it in mental health circles like they do in AA, but I feel like I sort of had a "sponsor," or kind of a buddy system type thing with a friend of mine who was bipolar. So between his bipolar and my depression we were both people with a sense of humor and a hustle on the outisde, but a lotttt of dark shit on the inside that we each did our best to keep under control. And part of our friendship was keeping each other accountable, someone to be honest to, someone who will listen to your struggles and remind you you're real, valid, not alone, and all of your efforts to keep going in this shitty world are worth it. For me it was also always a reminder that someone would really, really miss me if I were gone. As I drifted from many lesser friendships in the last year, it was the strength of this one in particular that helped reassure me that I would be okay.

Anyway, that friend killed himself a couple of weeks ago 2 days after leaving for a vacation. And I'm not alone but I feel so abandoned and I have no idea what I'm going to do anymore. I'm starting to panic. I don't know if I can do this.

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I thought it was going to be okay. I hated it, and I struggled, but the light in the tunnel that was acceptance was in sight.

And then, you picked her.

I'm really fckin sad

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