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Burning down the house

We seem to be at an empasse, darlings, and I fear sometime in the very near future, something will just have to give or we were end up hating hating hating and completely misunderstanding each other.

All of this hiding, like neither of us is smart enough to see the fat kid standing behind the sapling with her hands over her face.

All this stupid stuff. All these insecurities. All these walls we won't talk about except in those heated, telling moments when they slip out unintentionally as a byproduct of elevated emotion - that only with close attention get noticed and absorbed... all these "boundaries", all this frustration over wanting to produce in the other a happiness (or contentedness or whatever other warm fuzzy qualifying adjective that feels more like it has to be a verb) and worrying that our efforts are insufficient when in reality, all these issues and worries do is create a tension that builds upon itself and push each of us further away.

Yes. Empasse. Something has to give.

11:48 am - 07.06.03
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