tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon

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you know i’m really sick of this.

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i’m really not sure what i want.

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i hate you i hate you i hate you i hate you.

tu me manques.

why is it that every time i just about give up on you, get you out of my head, and finally accept it’s not going to happen, there you are, popping right back into my life, like nothing happened at all.

you have no idea what you do to me. you make my head spin.

you are such a headache.

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things are finally falling into place.

i feel like i have a plan again, and it makes me so happy.

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no one else does this to me.

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i just need to rant

i hate to be a whiney bitch, but i really need to get everything out. so basically ignore.

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the usual monday morning writing

intimacy.

i feel like writing

when will i learn not to open my mouth?

all it ever does is get me in trouble.

i’ve fucked this up big time.

as usual.

i literally just need to keep my mouth shut.

and everything would be fine right now.

i hate myself.

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my birthday wishlist:

(yeah i know it’s early but i can’t help myself)

to be continued

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why can’t i get you off my mind

what do you do.