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Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.

Edgar Allan Poe

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Love ain't always sunshine and rainbows, sometimes it's messy arguments and forgiving stupid stuff.

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touch me without touching me

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simt cum mă încarc cu nervi și ură.

@arhitectul

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You’re not wrong for wanting the love you read in the books

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people who only use conventional social media are so funny bc they’ll casually be like “can I see your tumblr??” are you Insane. this is no instagram or twitter. this is my vault of secrets

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“You’d be surprised how quickly the mind goes soggy in the absence of other people. One person alone is not a full person: we exist in relation to others. I was one person: I risked becoming no person.”

— Margaret Atwood, The Testaments

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In another universe me and him make it out

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— Trista Mateer ,“I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends”

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reassurance is so important to me, let me know what i mean to you

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I want that “push each other and work hard together until we get everything we deserve” kinda love

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she deserves someone to send her flowers and call her pretty all the time

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Something I’m working on daily

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In another universe my tears won’t stain my pillow every night while you’re soundly asleep, knowing I’m crying because of you.

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In another universe, you’re the same boy I fell in love with. You don’t become cruel, or mean and you still look at me like I’m everything you’ve ever wanted, not like I’m everything you’ve ever hated. In another universe, you don’t see me as broken or as something that you’ve fixed. You see me as a whole, you see me as someone who taught you how to love. In another universe, you understand me. You don’t make me question my worth and you tell me you love me every time we have an argument, just to remind me I still matter.

But in this one. In this one I’ve forgotten what those words sound like out of your mouth and every time we argue your words are like twisting knives inside my stomach. In this universe they don’t wrap me in warmth, they wrap me in chains and hold me so tight that I can’t breathe. In this universe, I will have to learn how to leave you, instead of learning how to love you better.