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The poster reads: “I care about you.”
It was after I suggested very matter-of-factly that he only wanted to have sex. He got on top of me, retorted that he cared about me. I told him to stop. He said it over and over again throughout the whole thing, as if to literally beat it into me. And even though I know he didn’t mean it when he said it, those words remain inextricably tied to that moment so that whenever they’re spoken, regardless of the speaker or scenario, they remain within that context. It’s a phrase now that always feels unbelievable and slightly antagonistic when I hear it. I’ve carried it as a dark and cynical lesson to never believe it from anyone. I hope that by taking those words outside of myself I can let them and the meaning they’ve carried go. And maybe when I do hear those words again it will be without his voice or his meaning attached to them, and they can finally mean something else.
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Photographed in New York City on June 8th.


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I got this one too. “Why do you always look at me like that? I know you like me, I care about you so much. We should get dinner some time. Stop crying.”
i was in my panera uniform and smelled like bread. nothing says asking for it like baggy khakis, a polo, and a panera visor. it was probably my really slutty sneakers or the really seductive way i was mopping the damn floor. 
i’m so pissed it ruined panera for me. but i can’t go in the fair lawn one because of memories and i can’t go in the paramus one because that’s where he works now. i saw him when i was there with my mom once and almost threw up. 

projectunbreakable:

The poster reads: “I care about you.”

It was after I suggested very matter-of-factly that he only wanted to have sex. He got on top of me, retorted that he cared about me. I told him to stop. He said it over and over again throughout the whole thing, as if to literally beat it into me. And even though I know he didn’t mean it when he said it, those words remain inextricably tied to that moment so that whenever they’re spoken, regardless of the speaker or scenario, they remain within that context. It’s a phrase now that always feels unbelievable and slightly antagonistic when I hear it. I’ve carried it as a dark and cynical lesson to never believe it from anyone. I hope that by taking those words outside of myself I can let them and the meaning they’ve carried go. And maybe when I do hear those words again it will be without his voice or his meaning attached to them, and they can finally mean something else.

Photographed in New York City on June 8th.

Not sure what Project Unbreakable is? Click here.

Want to be a part of Project Unbreakable? Email us at projectunbreakable@gmail.com

Find us on Facebook & Twitter

View submissions here

I got this one too. “Why do you always look at me like that? I know you like me, I care about you so much. We should get dinner some time. Stop crying.”

i was in my panera uniform and smelled like bread. nothing says asking for it like baggy khakis, a polo, and a panera visor. it was probably my really slutty sneakers or the really seductive way i was mopping the damn floor. 

i’m so pissed it ruined panera for me. but i can’t go in the fair lawn one because of memories and i can’t go in the paramus one because that’s where he works now. i saw him when i was there with my mom once and almost threw up.