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âAri Aster, Midsommar (2019) Script
âi had an anger towards you but it was a different one you know? it was the kind of âhey iâm still here thinking of youâ or it was more like âi still love you, i still look for youâ âit is still about youâ it was a love anger i was love after everything youâve doneâ
â thought about you today / k.m
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âI am always moving towards you. On my bad days, I say to myself: âthen youâ. Sure, this now. But then you. I will keep tossing myself life lines. I will keep writing myself afloat until I donât have to write a poem for every mile marker from here to California. You and I together is the most foolish thing Iâve ever hoped for. You and I apart is more foolish. When I canât sleep at night, I dream up conversations with you. I never call. I never push. I try not to whine. I just write it all down. Sometimes I want to apologize for wanting you out loud, like too many people know the reasons I am going to have laugh lines. Sometimes instead of distanced pillow talk, I want to curl up with the phone and read you poetry. Instead, we just talk about it. You say, âhoney, how was your day?â And I say, âtoday I wrote another poem about your coffee cup mouth and all the ways you still keep me up at night.â I hear a sigh in your smile. You make a sound that reminds me of fighting with my bags at the airport; but youâre still too far away.â
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me at age 13: ugh pet names are so lame lmfao I never wanna be called âbabyâ gross lol just call me my name thanks
me now: oh my ANGEL!!! my sweetheart my love! đđđđđ¤đ my honey, my baby! the love of my life!!!! đđđđ my dearest!! my beloved, my heart, my cutie pie!!!!! đ¤§đđ
âour Octobers never met again we became so distant i donât know how to ask how you have been how can i start a conversation by saying i love you still how can lovers turn into strangers like that we will never meet again but if we do, God if we do, i hope you read âi miss youâ in my eyesâ
â k.m
âI was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it â to be fed so much love I couldnât take any more. Just once.â
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Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
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âi had an anger towards you but it was a different one you know? it was the kind of âhey iâm still here thinking of youâ or it was more like âi still love you, i still look for youâ âit is still about youâ it was a love anger i was love after everything youâve doneâ
â thought about you today / k.m
Love always hurts.
âI wonder how long it will take for me to stop dreaming of you. if I had known how long this love would stick to my skin, would I still have started it? yes. yes. a thousand times yes.â
â Fortesa Latifi (via madgirlf)
Things I wish I could tell you:
I miss you.
I think of the good times more often than the bad.
I wish I knew exactly what I did wrong.
Maybe we jut grew apart but I wish we didnât.
I dream about you often. Those dreams make me cry.
I hope someday I could know you again.
Maybe I never really knew you at all.
I understand if that day never comes.
I have to let go now.
Iâm sorry but I know I canât be.
Iâve loved you always.
I love you still.
ReBecca DeFazio
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I still think about you every day and night
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