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Taylor Swift, the woman that you are 💕

“I made you my temple, MY MURAL. MY SKY.

Now I'M BEGGING FOR FOOTNOTES IN THE STORY OF YOUR LIFE.

WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF I? BREAK FREE AND LEAVE. US. IN. RUINS.

Took this dagger in me AND REMOVED IT.

Gain the weight of you then LOSE IT.

Believe me I. COULD. DO. IT.”

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Love this, love that. Love is time.

How much of my time am I willingly bestowing to you, how much of all my time I would rather spend with you, how much even on a busy day I would get back to you. Love is "I have a minute? Let's text my partner," not out of obligation but because of the sheer intensity of the WANT that you feel. Love is time.

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I suggest someone write a book

With the main character being

CHILL GUY

Coz I'm just a chill gurl who would like to sit on a rocking chair in a chilled morning reading chill guy drinking a chilled glass of wine

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I would've died for your sins, instead

I JUST DIED INSIDE.

Taylor 😭

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When Taylor said,

“I'm still a believer BUT I DON'T KNOW WHY. I've never been a natural all I do is TRY, TRY, TRY.”

This. This surmises everything.

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I can go anywhere I want, ANYWHERE I WANT,

Just. Not. Home.

~Taylor Swift

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We girls like asking and receiving a detailed 1000 length report of "When you first met me, what did you think of me?" And I think it's because,

We still aren't quite able to believe the fact that you chose US? This wholly damaged soul that has trouble even breathing, you saw beauty in ME? so much beauty that even I am radiating warmth! So tell us, again and again, how you chose us, why did you choose us? And watch our hearts soar knowing we could be loved so unconditionally.

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Literally be so obsessed with my boyfriend that I'd be kicking my feet and giggling at any little touch, like did you actually choose ME? ME? This damaged soul of mine to this wholly beautiful soul of yours, how did I appeal to you??

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“And I'm not worried about it being haunted. I have my own ghosts. I carry them with me wherever I go.”

~Lucy Foley, The Guest List

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"Children always forgive their mothers.

That’s the way God’s designed them. He gives them two arms, two legs, and a heart that will cry ‘mother’ until the day it stops beating. Your daughter can grow horns on her head, but her children will think it’s a crown.”

~ Nadia Hashimi , A House Without Windows

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The way I'd be yapping with my closed ones and not being able to form a single word with anybody else. The most extroverted introvert to ever live?

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*Squeals in Delight* Winter, the one season that is highly villainized to signify death and decay, but is honestly the best season everr.

Everything becomes 10× times better in winters, especially in places with a summer that roasts and scorchs us dry, and I'm ready for this season to come!!

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Books and Coffee. Books and Coffee. BOOKS.BOOKS.BOOKS.AND.COFFEE. booksandcoffee.booksandcoffee. booksandcoffee.booksandcoffee. booksandcoffee.booksandcoffee. booksandcoffee.booksandcoffee.

booksandcoffee.booksandcoffee.

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Reading books because murder is wrong.

*proceeds to read A Good Girl's Guide To Murder*

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“Why?” she asked as she trembled. “Why do you care so much?” “Because I don’t know how else to be.”

― T.J. Klune, Under the Whispering Door

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“We live and we breathe. We die, and we still feel like breathing. It’s not always the big deaths either. There are little deaths, because that’s what grief is."

― T.J. Klune, Under the Whispering Door

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“The first time you share tea, you are a stranger. The second time you share tea, you are an honored guest. The third time you share tea, you become family.”

― T.J. Klune, Under the Whispering Door