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the worst thing is when someone insults you and they’re right
whose arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved.
—this becomes almost deeper when you think of non-romantic loves too
“Perhaps the fact
that I chased a boy
who ripped me to shreds
says a lot more
than it did about him.
“You tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake…You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that.
i’m actually pretty cool just give me like 5 tries to get it right