I don't ever stop loving someone. I don't ever love them less. However, I might forget from time to time that I love them due to this or that or the other thing. So when I remember them as well as my love for them again, I think first about how much I love them. I think about what made me love them so much (always unconditional), I remind myself that I'm never going to stop loving them, and then I remind them that I love them. I also give them a really big hug and then I kiss them on the forehead
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i know hate is real because i exist and i'm full of it
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The Seer, Giorgio de Chirico, painted 1915, printed 1941
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Art by Mike Parisella aka Slime Sunday
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Finding out that teenage girls are the demographic most at risk of kidnapping and the group most likely to kidnap them are middle aged males certified my misandry.
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killing myself would fix me
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