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Sometimes it's not the butterflies that tell you you're in love, but the pain.
i’m actually tired, like from the bottom of my heart, i am tired.
Feeling everything and nothing all at once.
Natalie Díaz, from “That Which Cannot Be Stilled”, Postcolonial Love Poem
I wish I could just forget you.
Trying so hard not to fall apart.
I fantasize moving somewhere no one knows my name.
I hope it was all worth it.
If I gave you everything, would you even look my way?
(งツ)ว on my way to fuck things up
i'm still fixing myself, day by day.
I’m the villain in my own story.
i hope you find what your soul really needs.
“I owe myself the biggest apology for putting up with what I didn’t deserve.”
— Unknown
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“Don’t turn people into your home, or you’ll end up homeless.”
— Unknown
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