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"Yes, the love is still there even when you aren't."
— IG (@zanefrederickwrites)
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Wanting to be comforted by the person who hurt you is a different type of pain..
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I try to make something beautiful of my pain, but sometimes I just have to sit with it. Sometimes all you can do is sit with it.
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I think about you a lot.
All the time, actually.
In the morning, at night,
in the middle of my day. It's you.
It's just always you.
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Adoro la ambivalencia poética de una cicatriz, que tiene dos mensajes: aquí dolió, aquí sanó.
Louise Madeira.
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“Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that — I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much – so very much to learn.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath
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if equal affection cannot be, let the more loving one be me
— w.h. auden, the more loving one
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"i always feel lucky to be the hurt one because i could never forgive myself for hurting somebody else. tears dry but guilt resides."
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The most frustrating experience as a writer is having a clear vision in your mind of the story you want to tell but being too afraid to put pen to paper for fear of failing to do the story justice. I’m so scared that my actual execution will fail to meet my expectations that I’m paralysed to even start.
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to say i miss you doesn't even begin to capture the despair your absence has brought me.
— mae s. (journal entry to the one i still love)
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