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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Sweet Seals For You, Always
macklin celebrini has autism
Game of Thrones Daily
KIROKAZE
noise dept.
Keni

JBB: An Artblog!
Mike Driver
Xuebing Du
hello vonnie

blake kathryn

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Cosmic Funnies
cherry valley forever

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@saving-mab
I realized that breaking up with friends was, perhaps, more painful than breaking up with lovers.
Where was my ‘post-relationship’ rulebook? Who was I to complain to? Of course I had other friends, but that seemed like outright betrayal. So I bottled it up – the anger, the subsequent guilt, the pangs of longing to just call and say hello – all the stages of the breakup, I dealt with alone. [...] As we said our goodbyes, I left feeling a vague sense of rightness: this had been a long time coming. We plowed our way through a rough patch that lasted way longer than it should have, and, although we didn’t find a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, we found each other. Perhaps this is what comforts me the most now. We won’t always walk the same paths, we’ll always have our differences, we may end up in distant cities and go without speaking to each other for prolonged periods of time, but the first step has been taken. And no matter where we choose to go, we will always find our way back to each other.
No, fuck you. I was good enough. But you made me believe I wasn’t.
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