What a waste it was, what a terrible waste, to take a person who dreamed cities and gardens and enormous shining skies and teach him that the only answer to an unanswerable suffering was slaughter.
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What a waste it was, what a terrible waste, to take a person who dreamed cities and gardens and enormous shining skies and teach him that the only answer to an unanswerable suffering was slaughter.
And then he kissed me deeply and whispered, "I love you." And then again, with his hands in my hair and his mouth on my temples and cheeks and jaw, as a ratty plastic bag drifted past on the surface of the water. "I love you, I love you."
What is it like to love this person who keeps breaking up with you, and then presumably coming back to you? What does your love with this person offer you? Does it make you happy? Does it give you what you need to be a better person? Polyamorous or monogamous, your love should be a thing that brings something to you.
Laura Dean Keeps Breaking Up with Me
"That moment," she told Cath, "when you realize that a guy's looking at you differently — that you're taking up more space in his field of vision. That moment when you know he can't see past you anymore."
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It's true that giving can be a part of love. But, contrary to popular belief, love should never take from you, Freddy.
Laura Dean Keeps Breaking Up with Me
Awake or asleep, all I see is your face. All I hear is your voice. All I feel is you in my arms. All I want is you.
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What is infinite? The universe and the greed of men.
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"It's not going to be okay." He brushed the hair back from my cheeks and cupped my face in his rough hands. "None of this is happening for a reason." He skimmed his lips over mine. "And Saints help me, Alina, I want to live forever."
Ruin and Rising
Of all the injury I’ve suffered, none of it compares to the misery of that disintegrating hope.
The Will and The Wilds
"And mountais may rise and fall, and the sun might wither away, and the sea claim the land and swallow the sky. But you will always be mine." He runs his knuckles over my cheekbone. "And the stars might fall from the heavens, and night might cloak the earth, but until darkness dies, I will always be yours."
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I want to wake up every morning to you, cherub, and I want to marry the shit out of you, and then I want to have lots and lots of babies with you. If, that is, you will have me.
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I've never been free of him. When the sun hits my face, it's his shadow I see on the pavement. When the night closes in on me, it's his darkness that blankets my room. When I fall asleep, it's his face that haunts my dreams.
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When you're a kid, they tell you stories of monsters hiding under your bed or in the dark. They don't tell you of the very real human ones. Those who prey on people weaker than them, or even the monsters that hide within ourselves
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I learned a long time ago that you don't need to reveal everything inside of you to the people around you. They like to judge, and I'm happier when they don't. Some things stay hidden.
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As I lie there with the hurt driving through my chest and the sick, anxious feeling churning through me and the desire for Alex so strong inside of me it's like a razor blade edging its way through my organs, sheredding me, all I can think is: It will kill me, it will kill me, it will kill me. And I don't care.
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Quando a educação não é libertadora, o sonho do oprimido é ser o opressor
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I don't want to be cross, love cannot be forced
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