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Stupid, fragmented dreams about talking through glass walls and running-towards-but-never-reaching. :/ Can you miss someone you’ve never met?
Then, brain started rehearsing bad memories, lol.
What kind of person acts like my best friend for almost a year, goes on and on about the Leipzig suicides and how she empathizes with them, calls me her favorite ideologist, and then just a week later blocks me without a word for not being a feminist and being pro-euth?
And what to think about a guy that says “I feel like Caesar when his blood stained the walls of Rome.” to people, and then calls me “emo” because of the title of this blog?Hypocrites.
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