Old ghosts

My previous post was about telling the Russian to fuck off. It was supposed to be the true beginning of the end of the Russian.

And yet, here I was an hour ago, bawling my eyes out after watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind because it reminded me of him, of us, of everything that…..everything that I still want.

Was there a trigger for all this? Yes. New Year’s Eve brought some old ghosts along with it.


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