#fucqueue

[ticklemeanarchist-blog]

"We don't talk for weeks at a time. We haven't talked for weeks." "...so?" "So? So what version of me have you made up in your head and fallen in love with this time?"

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your love hit me like a knife in the back

[ticklemeanarchist-blog]

“Do not fill people with lies so to steal the best from them, you will lose all affection the instant they discover your deception. Do not haunt through the lives of others like a thief, keeping the best of them on a shelf, for ill-gotten fruit dies away from its branch, and thieves die surrounded only by the corpses of memories they were too vain to let live”

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What is a flattering photo of me?

[ticklemeanarchist-blog]

“I said from day dot that I’m an awful person. Don’t go acting surprised now that you find my presence distasteful, it was your choice to come into my life. It was your choice to withhold important things from me and watch me get frustrated and angry. It was always your choice.”

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“You know what,” he put the mug back down on the table with a snort “I actually don’t give a shit what you think of me. It’s actually not my job to save you from the distorted perceptions of me you create. The only thing I’m curious about is,” he came to his feet “do they help you sleep better at night?”

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“I’m unlearning all the things you taught me, all the lessons I learnt, I’m forgetting them too. All the little habits, I’m undoing them all. And once I’m done, I’ll be so much better for it.”

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“Frankly, you’re a miracle, in so many ways. If there is a heaven, I’m pretty sure thats where you came from”