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So there’s your psychoanalysis, Dr. Freud.

“He’s jealous of the moon, because you look at it. He’s jealous of the sun, because it warms you. I feel you, even when I’m not feeling you. I talk to you when I’m not talking to you. I love you, even when I’m not loving you.”

Basquiat (1996) dir. Julian Schnabel

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Confidence goals: Kanye West

Attitude goals: Rihanna

Money goals: Beyonce

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Double bubblegum. 🍬

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5/4/16 I wish with every part of me that I could tell you that I think of you from time to time, but that would be a lie. I wish I could tell you that somedays I want you back but I’d be lying again. I wish I could tell you I love you, but that wouldn’t be the whole truth. You occupy my mind. I think of you every day and it haunts me. It haunts me that you live inside me when you’re nowhere near. Every day, I ache. I ache longing for you to hold me once again. Every day I wreck myself over the fact that I can’t have you back. It’s painful loving you now, and it’s even more painful being as in love with you as I am. I was young, and I was foolish, and I was scared. Now, every day I’d rather crack my knuckles on brick rather than think about you loving her– you choosing her over me. I want to love you the way I should have so long ago. I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry it’s come to this– writing you letters you’ll never read. It’s funny, years ago I was writing to you and here I still am. Dating this page felt odd. I can’t erase you. I can’t unlove you.

6/16/16 P.S. I was lonely. I “love” you when I don’t love myself. It’s not real. And I’m not sorry.