It does, but it doesn't.

Starting over. Lovin' it. Locked in.

I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.

Have to keep reminding myself: "You need to put up with this shit because something you want is on the other side of it"

Also occasionally "you don't have to put up with this shit because nothing you want is on the other side of it"

*flies past*

Maybe if I just work harder, this empty cup will pour again

Maybe the cup needs a bit of time to rest and refill?

Maybe the cup needs to lock the fuck in???

The sooner you start, the sooner you'll be done with it and the sooner you can stop thinking about it. Go on, up you get, it won't be as bad as you think.

You won't want to do it later either. You might as well just do it now. Even if you don't finish it all, anything you manage to get done now is something you don't have to do later (when you still won't want to do it)

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