If you’re sad every day for two months does that make you depressed orrrr
God when I don’t talk to people I really realize how emotionally fucked I really am. All this shit just builds up and it’s fucking impossible to keep pretending to be happy. Holy shit I’m obnoxious.
I wish we would’ve watched the Notebook together like you always wanted.
I wish I wouldn’t have fallen asleep every time we tried to.
I wish I would’ve really appreciated all the time we shared.
Old Opera House near Union Square, 1980s by Carl Burton 2011 on Flickr.
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