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Wow, found a note by me from long ago being a stupid and brokenhearted College Freshman…
“How do I deal with this and move on? God knows I tried. What’s left to do? I don’t deserve this. All I did was love him and don’t tell me I wasn’t supposed to. If you were in my situation you’d feel the same way. It’s no puzzle. It just happened. I love him so much, it hurts. I want out but I don’t want to take the first step. I’m keeping him as a friend but it’s not easy. One minute I’m completely happy, then a second later he manages to go to my head and and stick around for the rest of the day. Tell me… Is it really that difficult to love me?”
""I think if you’re going to be conventionally romantic you’ve got to go all the way: a beautiful dinner somewhere lovely, with boat-loads of flowers, chocolates and champagne. But it might also be nice to wrap up warm and sit on a roof somewhere, with a cup of hot soup and your girl, watch the planes come in over London and listen to the night."
