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âTake away this mask of flesh and bone and see me for my soul alone.â
â Jay Asher
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You donât need an excuse. Just buy them!
I canât be around people who complain too much. That shit is annoying.
Kim Addonizio, from Wild Nights: New & Selected Poems; âPartyâ
his appearance was gentlemanly,
August 13, 1921 Virginia Woolf, âA Writerâs Diaryâ (1918 - 1941)
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The intimacy of someone who values your relationship enough to do the inner work.
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ending on bad terms saves you from romanticizing what you had
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"i don't wanna burden you" i would literally bathe you if you were too tired to bathe yourself what are you talking about
âI wonder if someone has ever thought of me so much at night that they couldnât sleep.â
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Charles Baudelaire, from a letter to Gustave Flaubert featured in The Selected Letters of Charles Baudelaire
âI adore you sinkingly.â
â Kim Addonizio, from âCrossingâ, Wild Nights: New and Selected Poems.
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