“I can’t exactly describe how I feel but it’s not quite right. And it leaves me cold.” F. Scott Fitzgerald Micah•28•She/Her•INFJ-T
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It’s always such a puzzling feeling when a former friend crosses my mind out of the blue.
I miss you and hope you’re doing okay. I would reach out, but it wouldn’t feel right since I was the one to do so first last time and I don’t want to annoy you.
I’m sorry about your dad and I hope you and Luke are doing okay. 💔
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And when you find yourself in the comfort of your new home listening to our old music we shared together from our college years, I hope you think of me like I think of you
And when you find yourself walking alone on a warm night under the cover of a starry sky, I hope you look down at the grass we fell into and think of me like I think of you
My dear friend
My dear friend
My dear friend
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December 1, 1978 Christopher Isherwood, Liberation : diaries. Volume three, 1970-1983
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Anaïs Nin, from a novel titled "A Spy in the House of Love," published in 1954
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I so badly wish the people from my grad school cohort wanted to be friends and network as much as I want to.
These people make me feel like I’m an extrovert.
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August 2, 1918 Virginia Woolf, “A Writer’s Diary” (1918 - 1941) originally published: 1918
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