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bept to my studies, my room, the slowness of autumn - Do I miss it? I could not even try, her misery so grand it
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i look at her like an audience to an orchestra, listen to her like a favorite podcast; what else to do when the universe grants you a masterpiece in anatomy and devotion in emotion..
Journal entry 03; I had a fight with a friend. it hurts because idk where we stand, and she won’t talk to me. idk, I have to live my life. I need to stop people pleasing. she’s diminishing the work I’ve put in ten years before I met her. I love her, but i can’t make her love me.