Another game I inevitably play when we talk is called.
"Don't accidentally confess, while being her warmth".
You are so far away. And I am so down in the dumps. So unworthy. That admiting that I love you feels like fucking hubris.
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Huh... just gonna leave it here for no particular reason.
You can hurt me all you wish
You can hurt me without care,
Without any comfort to be there
Hurt me past my breaking point,
And I will hold onto the pain
Simply cause it came from you,
Cause it's something of you I can call mine.
You are my most painful past that i don't want to change.
I'm the Artist, she's my Muse.
I'm the Devil, she's my Salvation.
I'm the Monster, she's my Humanity.
I'm the Wolf, She's my Moon.
I am not jealous. Not at all. I am completely okay and normal right now. I am clearly not gutted with yearning.
youβre sitting across from me in a shitty diner in anywhere, america, and i watch you pour too much creamer in your coffee and i think βi love you.β you look up, catching me staring, and for a moment i think iβm brave enough to say it, but i take too long and the moment passes. i take the balled up straw wraper and flick it at you, pretending that was my plan all along. you laugh. i never want to go another day without hearing that laugh. i think i will have all the time in the world to say it.
HAHAHA
Sun Tzu is so fucking funny to me because for his time he was legitimately a brilliant tactician but a bunch of his insight is shit like "if you think you might lose, avoid doing that", "being outnumbered is bad generally", and "consider lying."