“I am sorry that there should be nothing to greet you but an empty shell...I love you anyway... even if there isn't any me or any love or even any life... I love you.”
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, Dearest Zelda, 1940
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“I am sorry that there should be nothing to greet you but an empty shell...I love you anyway... even if there isn't any me or any love or even any life... I love you.”
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, Dearest Zelda, 1940

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Skylab, 1975
I hate depression. I just feel sick. I don't want to, but I think of how people I was kind to were shitty to me. How I have been shitty. It's just horrible. If I was strong enough, I'd just off myself. But I can't yet. I'm telling myself I'm just sick but it feels so shit. I hate it.
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But she never loved me
And she never cared
She was just a stranger
I needed like air
She never missed me
And she's just a girl
My heaven, my hell
I'm the corpse of the man
Who fell in love with her
She picks at my body
She plays with my head
I guess this is the kind of love I deserve
I'm lonely and I stare
As she walks away
David Bowie, 1977
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume 2: 1934-1939
Ōtomo no Yakamochi, from a poem featured in From the country of Eight Islands; an anthology of Japanese Poetry

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– Catherine Pond
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Erika L. Sánchez, from "Departure"
Marcel Proust, from a poem featured in The Collected Poems; A Dual Language Edition
I love her so much, I could fucking die. It breaks my heart in pieces and glues it back together. It sets me afire and then abandons me in the cold rain. It makes me doubt myself so much and it makes me so happy. It's so tragic. It's such a tragic love.

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Ivan Konstantinovich Aivazovsky (Russian, 1817–1900). Details of "Along the Coast" and "Sea. Koktebel".
Guillermo Gómez Gil - "Moonrise" (1906)
In love, I'm happy again