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Do you ever wonder how much you exist in other people’s lives? I’m always curious if people think of me when a certain song comes on, or when they pass through a certain town. I wonder how many stories I’ve been a part of that I may have forgotten. I wonder if I still I exist in the minds of people that I don’t speak to anymore. I wonder how many times a day I pass through someone’s head.
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(seeing all types and shapes of bodies on internet): beautiful
(seeing my own body in the mirror): nah
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Just came back from Svalbard. Amazing place. The photograph is taken at midnight.
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me: *points to space* !!!!!!
friend: ????
me: *points to space more violently* !!!!!!!!!
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everyone is bored of me and forgetting me
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I am insecure and sensitive and I ruin everything I love
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