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I feel like a sociopath. I can't connect to anyone.
Anon
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“Holy shit. That smile.”
— Smile / Unrequited Love
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“It sucks that I’m still waiting for you”
— 3-2-17 11:59pm
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“It’s scary how you can go from talking/seeing someone everyday to not even knowing where they are in the world. I don’t like it, I don’t like that someone can disappear from your life in the blink of an eye without any warning. That’s why people try so hard not to get attached, because once someone leaves, they’re gone forever.”
— I hope you think of me sometimes.
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The most relatable thing about Hamlet is the way he uses strange and surreal dark humor and obscure humorous cultural references to cover up his deep despair, to the utter confusion and concern of all of the older people around him. Hamlet would love memes.
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If I'm doing this to help us, why does it hurt so much I can't move?
Anon
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Writing for Her
I've found I've written a lot less with you. I don't know why. It's not like I'm any less dramatic then I was. It's not like this isn't the most amazing thing I've ever had.
I think it's because it's so real. When I wrote before, for those other girls, I wrote about the made up ideas of them. The dolls in my head that I imbued with my feelings and desires. I wrote odes and letters to the sirens of my mind, but you're not a siren to me. You're real.
Everything I've wanted to say to you, I just said to you. I didn't feel like I needed to wrap my feelings in fancy words and rhymes to make you want me. Just simply saying how beautiful you are, too you, in person, seemed more real, more romantic. I want to be real to you as you are to me. I don't want to try and make my feelings sound anymore fancy then they are. My feelings are quite plain actually.
I love you. I want you. I need you.
And I wrote this, only for you.
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What happens when a sociopath learns his social skills from an Autist? You get me.
#truestory
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Every cell in my body is screaming for her back. I can feel it. I know that. But will it ever be the same? Can we just overlook this, me, my mistake? Or will everytime you look at me be like looking at a traitor. I don't know...
I'm so so sorry.
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I keep apologizing in my head. Like if I say I’m sorry enough, the universe will realize its mistake and you won’t be gone anymore.
from an unfinished story #952 (via thoughts-into-ink)
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