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There are few things worse than being upstaged on the field of love. The person who gave you such immense feelings of warmth, kindness, and ...
#1// I’m scared. I’m so very scared. #2// I feel like everything I do has been wrong, that it wasn’t good enough. Why am...
I know he hasn’t thought about me since we were together but sometimes I like to pretend that he misses me. That some nights he lays a...
Be with someone who’s willing to lose sleep for you. But most of all, just be with someone who’ll always make time for you, no matter what t...
I wonder how many shots of vodka can help me get the feeling of you not wanting me out of my mind.
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“Sometimes,” she thinks, “he speaks like he could love me.” “He smiles and his eyes crinkle and I let myself beli...
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I’m so tired of being sad all the fucking time.
I’ve thought about killing myself more than i’ve thought about graduating high school ,
I want someone to think of me as a beautiful person, not because of my looks but because of my mind and soul. I want someone to fall in love...
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I’m trying to wash away the taste of your name on my lips The feel of your hand on my fingertips. I want to be clean from the marks you left...
Be aware of anyone you are willing to sacrifice sleep to talk with. They’re similar to drinking coffee. In overwhelming you, in awaking you...
If either one of us is bound to get hurt from this, I’ll do everything in my power to make sure that it won’t be you.
You could break my heart into tiny little pieces, and I’d still pick them up and put them back in your hands.
The moment you saw her, I had already lost you.
You didn’t care, and I pretended that I didn’t notice.