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happy birthday dream girl

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New York Winter 2014 2015

[tiredyetgolden]

always good to see you, even in dreams

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happy birthday smart girl

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god it would be nice to hear about your day.

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i do hope we talk soon

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you still have the same ringtone on my phone.

not that i’ve heard it in, well, a while i guess.

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doing everything not to reach out. really hoping you are well.

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thinking of you, it’s September already, i guess time does fly. that offer to see my skyblock still stands, even if we never actually see each other again. i’ve accepted i’m always going to have space in my heart for you. this is a dumb post. whatever.

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hope you think of me sometimes.

hope i don’t think about you for a while.

hope you get happy.

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woke up in a cold sweat

it’s late

stop. dreaming. about. her.

stupid brain stupid brain stupid brain

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i’m sorry. i have to turn off the halfway communication machine. i don’t want to. i don’t want to so so badly. i’m still going to check in, and i’m only ever a phone call away. i love you, but goodbye. at least for now. at least on here.

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yeah, we should probably talk about what we want from whatever we are but i mean. all i really want is to be there i guess? sure there’s the wanting to kiss you and wanting to surprise you with starbucks but. if we put off that talk for a while, just to “catch up more” i have really missed you. and if talking about how weird this is makes it too weird, maybe we can be weirder and not acknowledge it.

i’ll just keep doing me in the meantime. even if you’re stuck in my head like a dumb song.

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i think i’ve got to go back to avoiding thinking about you. at least for a while. i can’t believe how much this affecting my ability to function.

i’m so happy you’re back in my life

back to muting your notifications so i’m not hoping to hear your text tone. back to pinching myself if i catch myself picturing your face. not sure how to fight you off in dreams but i will manage.

but i don’t want to fight my feelings for you anymore

did you put a fucking spell on me or something?

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your voice and laughter are stuck in my head.

thanks for calling. please do so again.

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for better or worse, you’re stuck in my head again. just when i got you out, i pulled myself right back in.

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wrote you one more letter