What I really want right now, what I really need right now is to justify with myself the lack of effort I'm making to start things that might actually be really, really good for me. But I need more than denial to smother these things, I need a fucking ocean. And it doesn't help that you're this immense cave that seems to echo my thoughts, word for word, grammar Nazi tendency for every grammar Nazi tendency. So that it does feel like you're talking to me. I could live like this, with all these phantom conversations and distance, but for how long.
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