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I hate texting. Put your cigarette out on me

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how can i be so delusional but so logical at the same time. duality.

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It doesn't just hurt, it stings. Like someone put a thousand needles inside me. And each memory triggers a different kind of pain.

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Actually sleeping with someone is so nice like waking up in the middle of the night and snuggling closer or lazily giving them a kiss or just feeling their arms around you squeeze slightly even though they're in a deep sleep or handholding while you both are asleep.

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It hurts when I talk to you, but even more when I don't. I love you, it's ruining my life.

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I’m not built for this nonchalant bs. I was made for soul crushing, borderline obsessive, endless devotion.

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hurting my own feelings like it's my full time job

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Love isn’t soft, like those poets say. Love has teeth which bite and the wounds never close.

Stephen King, The Body

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Love blurs boundaries but can't invariably break barriers. Love isn't always enough.

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Learn about someone's past. Not to punish them, but to understand how they need to be loved.

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“To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.”

— Sylvia Plath, from “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath.”

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Rati Saxena, ed. by Kate Rogers and Viki Holmes, from Not a Muse: The Inner Lives of Women: A World Poetry Anthology; "Mountain nights"

[Text ID: “Last night / there was a dream / And / In the dream? You / You / You / And / Only you”]

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wine drunk is the best drunk. makes u horny & intellectual. a lust-filled academic

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The fact that I exist is kinda not very obvious.

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— Louise Glück, from “The Untrustworthy Speaker.”