star-struck09
star-struck09
nana
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There’s things I want to say to you, but I’ll just let you live.
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star-struck09 · 1 month ago
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I know you miss me. Will you say it first?
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star-struck09 · 1 month ago
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I would let you ruin me if you wanted to.
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star-struck09 · 1 month ago
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When I sleep, I imagine I am 10 again, and I am untouched by the world.
I am happy.
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star-struck09 · 1 month ago
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I did not realize how much we leave behind when we die. It makes me wonder where it’ll all go.
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star-struck09 · 1 month ago
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You know you recognize your anger in me.
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star-struck09 · 1 month ago
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The very least I can do for myself is try. I owe myself that much right?
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star-struck09 · 1 month ago
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I miss you. Words cannot describe it.
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star-struck09 · 2 months ago
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I am surrounded by endless hard workers, leaders, inspirers—the ideal people who have faced hardship and strife and worked past that—and I cannot help comparing myself to them in everything I do. Lord, I fear I will never be enough—I will never be them.
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star-struck09 · 2 months ago
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You worked so hard for me to have a good life, and you say you are endlessly proud of me whenever I ask or even when I do not ask, but I cannot help myself from always running towards a goal of perfection that will never exist.
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star-struck09 · 2 months ago
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I see the wrinkles on your face and the thinning of your hair, the blue veins that run down your hands, and I wonder how many years I’ve taken for granted not being kinder to you.
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star-struck09 · 3 months ago
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Selfishly, I hope you don’t forget me.
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star-struck09 · 3 months ago
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I can’t help but keep running, running until I do not know what is around me.
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star-struck09 · 3 months ago
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I’ve experienced loss, too. The grief never leaves, nor does the love—we just learn to live with it. Rather, we learn to grow with it.
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star-struck09 · 3 months ago
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You tell me I am too much like my father and nothing like you, but you do not realize how much I’ve always wanted to be like you, too.
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star-struck09 · 3 months ago
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I have forgotten your voice; that is the greatest tragedy.
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star-struck09 · 4 months ago
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I’ve never doubted that you love me, Mom, but sometimes I wonder if you even really like me at all.
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star-struck09 · 4 months ago
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The difference between us is that I never sat at a table you weren’t welcomed at, but that’s just who I am. I couldn’t say the same about you, however.
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