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august 1, 2009

in love with it even if it will never be as good as now ever again. that's what stops me. knowing now will never happen twice. the decline is what kills me.... falling in love is fucked enough, falling out of love is a murder-suicide. after each breakthrough, a breakdown. it's not something i'm proud of.
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