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Miss ya tumblr.

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Imy, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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I’ll never forget you ❤️🇨🇳

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🥀

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Halsey // Eyes Closed

Now if I keep my eyes closed he looks just like you But he’ll never stay, they never do Now if I keep my eyes closed he feels just like you But you’ve been replaced

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FU.

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I can finally let go.

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Feels like a curse rn.

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Sadly.

“The shame of it was they both loved each other, but they were both too young to know how to love.”

— Antoine de Saint Exupéry, The Little Prince

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I knew

I deserve

someone else,

but please

remember that

there were

moments in my life

when all I wanted

to have

was you.

Not anyone else

but you.

Lost Chance//ma.c.a

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This.

“My first love was some insignificant boy when it should have been myself.”

— Michelle K., First Love

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I wish you someone who will though...

…it ain’t me

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But I shouldn’t.

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To the future.

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I can lay here for hours, pretend not to be waiting, filled with a god awful unshakable feeling...all the while you move through the same world without a care in the world.

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Cheesy shit.

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“Why does one begin to write? Because she feels misunderstood, I guess. Because it never comes out clearly enough when she tries to speak. Because she wants to rephrase the world, to take it in and give it back again differently, so that everything is used and nothing is lost. Because it’s something to do to pass the time until she is old enough to experience the things she writes about.”

— Nicole Krauss, The History of Love