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Anne Truitt, from a diary entry featured in Daybook: The Journal of an Artist
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Miért kellett mentőt hívni rád?😨
megmentem kicsit
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Emily Dickinson, from a letter to C.H. Clark, dated May 1 1883
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:)
personal reminder: stop being so fucking hard on yourself
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when you call i forgive and not fight
because ours are the moments i play in the dark
we were wild and fluorescent come home to my heart
in your car the radio up
in your car the radio up
we keep trying to talk about us
slow motion i’m watching our love
i’ll be your quiet afternoon crush
be your violent overnight rush
make you crazy over my touch
but it’s just a supercut of us

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i don’t make the rules, my brain does and unfortunately that bitch is chemically imbalanced
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