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end: Micro.

I haven't really talked to him in weeks. like, weeks. I'm not sure exactly what happened, at all -- one night he was picking me up from a party and the next day he was back to the military and then suddenly he was avoiding my texts and lying about not being home on the weekend while photos of him kissing his exgirlfriend, RECENT photos,

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(I had a great comment but it got deleted)

I really loved this entry. I know that it is true, felt very intimate, and was heart-breakingly brilliant.

Your writing is amazing; but I've told you that before. If this had been the final chapter of a book, it would have been a great read.
It is the type of wording and pacing that would be great for contemporary tragedies that aren't about anything specific just people and connections.

Also, it would be great for modern film.
if this had been the end of a movie, but a black screen and a narration, I would have been sitting in the dark crying.

I also wanted to tell you that you can always talk to me; not that you need to. This seems like a lot of closure, just that you can.

I liked your light-hearted feel in the middle of the entry: "because I guess we're bros now, but we're bros who totally used to sleep together" - best line ever.

I hope you are ok.
I know you are strong.

[tesstickles]

ugh, firstly, I hate when livejournal does that. I have had so many awesome comments lost to the internet forever.

secondly, thank you so much!! I wrote this while I was slightly tipsy/didn't care about punctuation and it's nice to hear that it had a less-than-disastrous effect, haha. I'm doing mostly okay. one crisis has been replaced by another. I sort of feel like the Micro thing at this point has really little to do with Micro, which makes it a little easier to let go of.

also thank you for the support. I really, really appreciate it. also, hope to see you Saturday!!