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[Text ID: “I wanted to be chosen, maybe loved. I wanted out of my life, out of my skin,”]
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Susan Abulhawa, from Against the Loveless World: A Novel
[Text ID: “I wanted to be chosen, maybe loved. I wanted out of my life, out of my skin,”]
Just a friendly reminder: stick with the people who love you and don’t spend a single second on the rest.
Moving on from somebody you really saw yourself with is hard
let’s go on late night drives listening to the songs you showed me
hi can someone love me without breaking my heart please and thank you
fr tho, communication is so important to me. tell me what u want from me, tell me how i make u feel, be real with me, be real with ur soul
I love when I realize that I’m handling a situation better than my old self would have.
let’s go on a date and by date I mean lay in bed and make out for 3 hours
“You often feel tired, not because you’ve done too much, but because you’ve done too little of what sparks a light in you.”
— Unknown
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I told you so
I hate to tell you this
but you were right
I could never take her of my mind
Not even if I tried
Two bottles of wine
We’re enough to feel the rush
I trusted me
but love is harsh
And they always come back
there is so much love in friendship, people forget that
think of me when you see the moon.