you made me into the her who did you wrong
he made me into the her who could have done him right
i made me into the me who finally sees
sit with this
the heaviness of realization will pass and
i'll be okay on my own
push myself back into reality
i will miss the poems
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About Me
- monkey
- this is a blog about the tragic joke that is my love life and also sometimes some other stuff. it's not nonsense to me, but it probably is to you. that's kinda the point.
the trail of my delusions...it's more fun if you start from the beginning, which is the end.
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- i spend my whole life waiting for midnight
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- so many things are like so many other things
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- wool sweater in july (albeit a thin one)
- dinner invitation
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