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Since when do you hate me so much? I thought we were ok. I just don't understand. Help me to understand...
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Since when do you hate me so much? I thought we were ok. I just don't understand. Help me to understand...
Georgia O’Keeffe, from a letter to Alfred Stieglitz featured in My Faraway One: Selected Letters of Georgia O'Keeffe and Alfred Stieglitz: Volume One, 1915-1933
It seems to me the dead only return for love or for revenge. Who did you come back for? — Helen Oyeyemi
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yeah okay ill reblog that
“So much of what we learn about love is taught to us by people who never really loved us.”
– R.H. Sin
"Fake ass" is a slang phrase used to describe someone or something that is inauthentic, insincere, or trying too hard to be something they're not. It can apply to people, behavior, or even objects that seem fake or untrustworthy. For example, calling someone a "fake ass friend" means they act like a friend but aren't truly loyal or genuine.
As i get older i realise that everyone's fake and will judge you for everything you do, even if they do it too.
I’ve been choosing distance more carefully lately. Not every kind of attention feels like support, and not every similarity feels like connection. Sometimes it’s just a quiet kind of observation that turns into something else over time.
I have learned that the right people do not make you feel watched, measured, or quietly compared. There is a difference between sharing a space with someone and feeling like you are being mirrored in it.
I don’t confront everything I see. I just remember who showed me who they were.
Accept people are they are but place them where they belong. You are the CEO of your life. Hire, fire, and promote accordingly.
— Unknown