Gravity

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I know I need to go back to sleep, but I'm terrified.

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I wonder if you still have the napkin where I quickly wrote down the directions before both of our phones died in your car. I wonder if you look at it every once in a while when your driving and recall our day together. I wish I had worn the shirt you offered me as my teeth chattered while we walked down the fogged San Francisco street.

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Loving intent? What you actually mean is cheating on me, displaying our whole bedroom life to the internet, basically calling me a user, making me feel like shit just because that's how you feel about yourself and your life.

Fuck off. As the months pass I become progressively more angry with you. Filled with resentment and disgust.

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I'm getting to that stage of feeling so overwhelmed/stressed that I just do nothing.

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"If you wanted to be part of my life, you would be." Keep playing the victim.

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That was as intoxicating as I remembered it to be.

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I just want to forget that tomorrow is your birthday. 

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I feel weak for missing you. 

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[technicolormyworld]

OMG what

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[leannewoodfull]

my bby

[observando]

[soyymilk]

[poweredbyume-blog]

I want a pair!

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It feels good to get comfy on the couch of my favorite coffee shop with a hot drink in hand and write in my journal. 

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 Although no one really likes to think about the fact that there was a someone before them, it's usually just an unspoken understanding. There were other girls before me and there were boys just as such before him. He tortured himself and me as he purposefully looked back through old blog entries of mine and then later used old feelings, certain people, and things I had written as ammunition during fights. I didn't want him to have to be reminded of those before him, but also, I no longer wanted my past to be used against me. I deleted any trace of having a past for him. I deleted things that still can evoke many emotions, I deleted me and I wish I hadn't.

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