you desire love but push away affection? what are you? written by Dostoevsky?

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you desire love but push away affection? what are you? written by Dostoevsky?
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女と女 | Woman and Woman - 高沢圭一 | Takasawa Keiichi
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no i can't go out tonight i'm mourning my unlived life. yes i see the irony. yeah all night. no i can't reschedule, sorry. hope you have fun living your life instead of watching it pass you by though! sounds like fun
when kosinski wrote “i’m sure there are aspects of my personality buried within me that will surface as soon as i know i am completely loved.”
I pray every book girl finds the type of love she reads about
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new year’s day is so beautiful. it is a love letter tucked between the pages of a timeless book, curling up in blankets by the crackling fire, cleaning up wine bottles, blurry polaroids, snow-dusted trees, finding refuge in familiar arms, fireworks illuminating the inky midnight sky, fresh air, a honey-coloured sunrise pouring through the windows, calligraphy, melodic piano music filling the living room, lilac wax seals, the magic of yesterday’s party scattered across the hardwood floor, echoes of genuine laughter, and the hushed sound of winter winds. it is serenity, steam rising from cups of coffee, flickering candles, tousled hair, comfortable silence, the promise of something bigger, fuzzy socks, fingers intertwined on a long taxi ride, remnants of golden glitter, embracing the ritualistic waltz of everyday life, fairy lights twinkling in the hallway, a cosy rose-tinged sweater, a forehead kiss, and exchanging warm smiles with your lover.
it is feeling at home. it is real, true, solid love.