“God complex with no God inside of you, but you want your disciples to do decipher you?”
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𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟹, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
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“I ruin everything I touch. And I remember the first time I held your hand and you kissed me. I remember thinking how badly the ending will hurt us. And I remember thinking about how I only remember love in the moments I’m in love. And that the moment you let me go I won’t even look back at you. I won’t even look back at the mess I left you in. I’ll forget why I loved you.”
— The Poetic Boy
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