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Love isn’t dead, it’s just hiding behind bad timing and people who are scared to feel something real.

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“What’s the worst thing I’ve stolen? Probably little pieces of other people’s lives. Where I’ve either wasted their time or hurt them in some way. That’s the worst thing you can steal, the time of other people. You just can’t get that back.”

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Relationships don’t last anymore because people would rather be desired by many than loved by one.

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You know how to love someone, but you don't know how to believe that someone loves you, and that is your tragedy.

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dandelions are magic. literally tiny suns in the grass that turn into the moon and then the stars when you blow on them. fucking insane.

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i want a shirt that has a QR code on it for some kind of horrible malware so that if anyone ever tries to film me in public their phone will automatically scan the code and be reduced to a functionless brick

Hahah I mean that would be fun .lol

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It’s wild how I can tell everyone else to take care of themselves while I’m actively running myself into the ground.

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to all the people giving the raven tower 2 stars on storygraph.... u just don't get her like i do. and i WILL defend her.

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i feel like people see me as someone who can handle it all. to some extent it's true, i rarely ask for help unless it's desperately needed. but that does not mean i can handle it all; all the time, sometimes i need to take a breather and someone to acknowledge my effort. my 100% is often someone else's 40% and it breaks my heart every time the outcome i expect to happen, didn't. i'm trying my best but the result is often mediocre at best. am i gaslighting myself into thinking "this is my best" but it actually isn't? am i just trying to make myself feel better in the process of failing?

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maybe it’s part of growing up, i’ve spent less time “talking or interacting” with strangers on the internet or just anyone. not as much as i used to, falling for any guy who gave me a sliver of his attention. i’ve learned to outgrow that naive part of me and i am glad that i do. took me a while to get here but alas i do. these days i’ve also been busy trying to participate in living my life rather than just tolerating it. i also rarely share things in my life, at least not to strangers like i used to. i keep it to myself mostly, cause i realize some things are just meant to be felt and it does not need to exist in a form of a text or a voice.

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this year 365 days I survived I learned I healed from all the situations that tried to break me. I didn't run I fought I'm still here and'll continue to be here. there's more to come, more 365 days to count, and more to make a difference.

2024 thank you for the lessons

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Your home? So we can drink coffee, rewatch dead poets society, exchange poetry, listen to bossa nova and jazz, scroll on pinterest, fill our journals, play arctic monkeys and chase atlantic and watch the night sky? Why not!

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[Image caption: "I don't think I want new year this time around, I want a gently used year like a 2015 or maybe a 1998 if it's in good shape idk." End of caption]

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Being a girl in middle school / high school must be an absolute nightmare in the age of instagram because of this sense of proximity you have with girls your age that are famous for nothing else but for being pretty and having a bankable online avatar that exploits both the consumer and the girl on the screen and I can’t imagine what it feels like. 

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i would like to write another chapter but the Disorder has decided we’re sad today so that won’t be happening.

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The beauty of living in a walkable city is that when you feel sad you can just walk and walk and walk till you stumble upon a place that makes you feel better

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You know I'm gonna be honest. I don't think all these apps really need access to my precise location