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Maybe my mom was right..

Things were meant to end.

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Moonlight

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Should I give up?

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Fighting throughout the year.

I hope this pandemic will end as soon as possible. This is too much. Please enough.

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There’s a saying that ladies should be like a butterfly, beautiful and so hard to catch.

I wish i am a butterfly..

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Why this throbbing pain always occur monthly?

Am I going to die? Lol

Dysmenorrhea ain’t a joke

The pain from the lower part of my abdomen radiating through my back, together with vomiting make me so helpless. Why am I a woman? :/

This pain is killing me

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[29.11.2019] just three weeks until Christmas break!

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It was your silence that gave me all the answer

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Girls don’t want boyfriends. Girls want bookshelves with sliding ladders.

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I love you at your best, I love you at your worst and I love you in all the shades in between too.

e.v.e. (Letters to my love)

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you are my blue crayon, the one i never have enough of, the one i use to color my sky..

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It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless.

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My anxious thoughts race in my mind as I struggle to make sense of the string of words that fill it. “Her eyes”, I think. “It all started with her eyes.” They were blue like the sky, but they sparkled and shimmered like the sea. It wasn’t the color that captivated me though, it was her expressions. Her mannerisms.Her gaze..oh Her soft gaze. The way light flowed from her soul and poured out of her eyes was enough to light the whole world at night. I will remember those looks and that gaze, for the rest of my life. And Sadly I will search for her in others for the rest of my life as well.

“Her eyes”, I think. My body trembles as I try to walk. My feet slowly move forward. I stare at the ground afraid of what I may see, even though I already know what lies ahead. The air is wet and heavy and muted voices mumble in the background. All I can hear though is the grass crunching underneath my shoes and the quiet pulse that trobbes in my head. As I walk down the aisle my feet sink deeper into the the ground, their weight multiplying with every step. My chest heaves and quivers as I near the end of this treacherous walk. And I know that the time is coming to look up.

Her eyes had a way of wandering. she always gazed off into the distance, admiring the beauty of what surrounded her. Whether it was the sky or the stars, the trees or even the bugs, she always found it’s beauty. While she did this I would always gaze at her. I studied her face the way she studied the stars. A work of art, she would say. I would nod, Because indeed, she was a work of art. I watched her fall in love with the earth. And the more I looked at her, the more I never wanted to look away.

I approach the end of the aisle, my eyes pinched shut. My Adam’s apple bobs up and down as my throat tightens. Air escapes my mouth in small, weak slivers. My chest shakes with every forced breath. And slowly I let my eye lids rise.

“Oh how beautiful you look, my love.” I say through trembling lips.

My jaw clenches as tears well up in my eyes. Your casket has a blue silk lining, A light baby blue. And a dark oak wood that you would say matches my eyes perfectly . You lay there so peacefully.

So still.

-love at first sight

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𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲.

-𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐆𝐥ü𝐜𝐤