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for as long as I can remember I have wanted my life to be like a movie even in pre-school I remember dancing alone in my ballerina outfit hoping my crush would show up and be blown away and fall in love with me so I waited impatiently to be a teenager when life is like all the movies i'd seen and it was- trashing rich kid's houses falling in love on the beach being high at the football games falling in love with a fifteen year old alleged coke dealer all the tropes the thing is I never grew out of that desire I still want it to be just like a movie perfect and tied neatly and never boring but it's not that way why do I feel like real life is not good enough? too much meds exposure? an inkling for escapism, rooted in my parents' divorce the privilege of a growing up with few enough financial struggles that they were able to be concealed from you the escapism from the years you blacked out it wasn't alcoholism that tore my parents apart- they both overcame a huge struggle and, as highly developed beings, still couldn't experience love forever did they just choose someone with values that's alignment altered? anyway I love ___ and I love ___ and I love ___ all in a day's work and I appreciate ___ for his contributions
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Oct 19, 2022
Oct 19, 2022 at 1:02 AM UTC
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for as long as I can remember I have wanted my life to be like a movie even in pre-school I remember dancing alone in my ballerina outfit hoping my crush would show up and be blown away and fall in love with me so I waited impatiently to be a teenager when life is like all the movies i'd seen and it was- trashing rich kid's houses falling in love on the beach being high at the football games falling in love with a fifteen year old alleged coke dealer all the tropes the thing is I never grew out of that desire I still want it to be just like a movie perfect and tied neatly and never boring but it's not that way why do I feel like real life is not good enough? too much meds exposure? an inkling for escapism, rooted in my parents' divorce the privilege of a growing up with few enough financial struggles that they were able to be concealed from you the escapism from the years you blacked out it wasn't alcoholism that tore my parents apart- they both overcame a huge struggle and, as highly developed beings, still couldn't experience love forever did they just choose someone with values that's alignment altered? anyway I love ___ and I love ___ and I love ___ all in a day's work and I appreciate ___ for his contributions
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Oct 19, 2022
Oct 19, 2022 at 1:02 AM UTC
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