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My feelings for you sound like Mark Kozelek’s vocals at a Sun Kil Moon concert:
The same atonal thing repeated, over and over again, with whatever
rhythm works to keep the groove going, til I can think of something
really fucking sad really fucking sad really fucking sad really
fucking sad really fucking sad really fucking sad really
fucking sad really fucking sad really fucking sad
really fucking sad really fucking sad really
fucking sad really fucking sad really
fucking sad really fucking sad
really fucking sad
to characterise
in minute,
exacting
detail

so, do
you wanna
go out tonight?
It’ll be a ton of fun.
We could start a family,
build a life together, grow old
watching our children burgeon into
adulthood, until one of them gets cancer,
or something really fucking sad like that, and we
experience marital problems from the stress that causes,
but ultimately pull together through that crisis, and the funeral is beautiful.

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