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lassan-de-biztosan · 8 days
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Life's a lonely stroll to the grave while some people try to steal everything off of you and laugh at your naked body.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 24 days
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"Why am I like this?" i ask myself while knowing full well why I am like this.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 1 month
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Some songs... some wonderful, sweet, emotional songs make me so sad, knowing I will never slow dance to them with someone I'm in love with in my arms.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 4 months
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Special in all the wrong ways...
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lassan-de-biztosan · 5 months
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lassan-de-biztosan · 10 months
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What do you do when your mind tells you that everything is wrong about you, that you’re an invalid person, that you should live a different life, that you should be someone else, but you can only be yourself? Only yourself. What do you do?
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lassan-de-biztosan · 1 year
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Some songs sometimes become almost unbearably painful if there is no one to share them with.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 1 year
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Not offing myself is a temporary solution to a permanent problem.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 1 year
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Lonelyness, afterall, is like death. You can try to run from it, you can try to hide from it, you can try to reason with it, you can try to scream at it, you can try to cry to it, it's all in vain because it's inherent to your being and thus, unavoidable.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 1 year
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Attention is a commodity, always know what they want for it.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 1 year
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The biggest promises lead to the biggest disappointments.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 1 year
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People will never love you for what they expect from you.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 1 year
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Don't kid yourself, there's no substitute for attraction.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 2 years
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Horrible.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 2 years
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It's early evening, I'm sitting in the dark room, no light is on, the only shine comes from my music player, whispering chillout music, silent piano tunes, ambient resonances, rain is pouring outside, there's thunder here and there. The smell of fresh, rain filled air can be felt. This athmosphere could be romantic, could be a great mood for lying with someone, in each others' arms, listening, breathing, exchanging warmth, stroking naked skin with fingertips. Although dark, knowing that the other's smiling and feeling safe, not thinking of the world for a while. Yes, it could be...if only I wasn't so unattractive.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 2 years
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Some nights are very hard.
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lassan-de-biztosan · 2 years
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