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image by Tulip (@tuliphealy_) with caption : "|| P A R T  T W O ||
most of this is happening because i zone out and think of you. my eyes draw blanks and my family no" - 1694027147649323304
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|| P A R T T W O || most of this is happening because i zone out and think of you. my eyes draw blanks and my family notices. they ask me what’s wrong and i snap out of whatever it was you put me under. recounting the times i thought i saw you staring at me. i put my arm through your arm and hope you notice my eyes flirting with yours. i made a list of things i wanted to talk to you about. i wrote you letters and became infatuated. i always become infatuated with people that don’t want me back. every time i tell my mum it didn’t work out with a guy, she always starts listing off things i might have done wrong. then i start blaming myself for things i shouldnt. you are just an arrogant asshole. i should have seen it coming this whole time. back to my bed i think of thoughts that encircle you. my head grows dizzy. fainting on the inside about how i grew to love you in such a short period of time. too much or too little? id say too much. it always is. book

image by Tulip (@tuliphealy_) with caption : "|| P A R T  O N E || i listen to the only voicemail you left me during our short romance. how you would call me in the m" - 1694025377653058621
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|| P A R T O N E || i listen to the only voicemail you left me during our short romance. how you would call me in the middle of the night just to say i miss you. you made me feel like i was enough but i knew i wasnt. i know you are not of this world and neither am i. we are from two completely different planets. countries. cities. towns. lives. we are too different, too vast. you know the saying about being worlds apart. it is as if that saying was made for us. you leave the teabag in your mug and i take it. you don’t put sugar in and i do. luckily we both make our tea with milk. at least we have that in common. the night we kissed, we watched a romantic movie, your favorite. you said it reminded you of us. how that whole week i was flirting with your best friend and you were ignoring me. classic. i tried speaking to you. getting to know you. i thought i gave you the look. i know i gave you the look because you returned it that first night. i jumped out the car, my heart beating out of my chest and a simple hug meant so much. but you let me go. you let me leave so easily. no fight, no begging, no opinion. i suppose that is good. that is what i was attracted to in the first place. i held on tight to my heart and gave it to you that last night to hold. i almost missed my flight. and part of me wishes i did. maybe things would be different now. maybe you would love me and i wouldn’t have to listen to old voicemails and look at old pictures. this ring on my left finger means nothing although everyone seems to think it does. i wish they would stop asking about my love life. i tell this guy that i don’t want a committed relationship, and i don’t . unless it is with you. i want it if it means you love me. i want it, if it means you think i look beautiful even if i dont. i eat left over candy as soon as i wake up and pizza for dinner. i starve myself in between then. hating the fact that humans are impatient creatures and i cant stand to be around them. surrounded by the warmth of my own bed. but haunted by the thoughts of my own head. i cant sleep. i toss and i turn. i cum three times a day. i rip my hair out and bite my lips until they bleed.