sometimes it feels nice to just think of him, to stare at things that remind me of him, and to just shamelessly, utterly, and simply love them. To think, "he's just the love of my life."
no excuses. no explaining. just accepting.
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i wanted the other in my bed tonight. i missed him.
then, i thought, that's crazy. you're just lonely. you miss your one, can't have your one and so you'll settle for the other.
that's probably true.
the thing is, i actually felt like i missed him. and maybe i do a little. but maybe we humans are just amazing balls of coping and adapting and searching and finding and readjusting. and settling.
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- Love Rage
- i dont really write. but i think a lot. so i'm gonna try to type instead of let the swirl roll in my brain. sometimes i think my thoughts are tremendously funny so im also going to write so i can read my funniness anytime i want.
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