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“Without pain, How could we know joy?”
— John Green
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I made it this far, I think I can do a little more – Guest Submission
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the intimacy of sleeping together, but not in a sexual way. the intimacy of feeling the warmth of their body in a cool room. their hands hugging you tightly. the intimacy of synchronized breathing. sleepy half-kisses. feeling safe. feeling warm. waking up and realizing how much you love them. how precious this is. finding the happiness on the tip of your fingers, brushing their hair. closing your eyes again. pulling closer. falling asleep.
“what if this is it? what if our paths never cross again? what if this is where our story ends? what then?”
— prispls, 29.08.2025, 12:14am.
I miss us.
- 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚜.
The first time i fell in love, that wasn't reciprocal, who knows, i never even confessed. But the guy belonged to a different religion & country. So it was impossible anyways. I used to believe that "love only happens once". I had no hopes. But one day unexpectedly i realized that i was in love again, this time with someone who was very much compatible to me. It was supposed to be a happily ever after but it turned into a "what could have been" instead. I will never & neither want to have hope ever again.
"In depression, you are not afraid of the dark, you are afraid that you may never see the light again."
at least in my dreams, I am still loved by you
Myślę że jakaś część mnie zawsze będzie na ciebie czekać
the “i wanna go home” never leaves my head even when i’m physically sitting in my bed