I don't feel entitled to tell you about it right now, no matter how close we say we are, because I resent you too much. And it's not even your fault. It's probably all on me anyway.
I love you, I do. Then the ride back home takes forever and I die the meaningless death of a fly over the rearview mirror, and there's a whole week ahead. I haven't
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your writing is like i can finally understand how some of my brain is wired. ur unbelievable ❤️
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that makes me so so happy. understanding how my own brain is wired is such a hard task, I'm glad I can be of any help to you :)
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