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“I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don’t know what grey is. I never did.”
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“‘Why the fuck not me?’ should be your motto.”
— Mindy Kaling.
At some point
You just get exhausted.
Tired of continually being the one to reach out.
The first
To text.
To call.
To check in and
See if someone is OK.
To simply say, “I’m thinking of you.”
At some point
You just realize
That if you didn’t make the initial effort,
Just sat back and waited,
No effort would be made at all.
No plans would be made
And then spontaneously cancelled
No interested would be invested
And never reciprocated
Nothing would be written, drawn, painted, photographed,
Created, agonized over and shared
To then be met with indifference.
At some point
You just sit
On the riverbank
Toss the match
Watch the bridge burn.
Me
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“The most terrible thing about it is not that it breaks one’s heart—hearts are made to be broken—but that it turns one’s heart to stone.”
— Oscar Wilde, De Profundis (via wordsnquotes)
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I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, Kiss me harder, and You’re a good person, and, You brighten my day. I live my life as straight-forward as possible. Because one day, I might get hit by a bus. Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands. But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate. And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care. We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans. We never know when the bus is coming.
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hungry lips on the soft skin of your inner thighs and how easily you forget to breathe
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breathing’s overrated anyway…🙊💦
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