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I hate how my psychosis has made me think/look for clues about how my ex is living as if something odd in my life is insight into what’s happening to her. Like some pornstars botched boob job is actually a reference to her own ordeals with plastic surgery, something I could never know unless she told me, and yet, due to the law of synchronicity or some shit, it has to relate to her, because it couldn’t just be a one off in the media I consume. Hate it.
