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You make me wish I was "him", I daydream about being the one you write about

I don't recommend tbh

But that was surprisingly sweet actually 🩶

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Angela Carter, The bloody chamber, and other stories

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I was so happy I could die at that moment.

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I know I’m not like them. I’m broken in ways I can’t hide, sharp edges where there should be softness. I’m not the kind of girl people write songs about, but you— You see me. You know me. You must love me, you have to.

Tell me I fill every corner of your mind like you’ve done to mine. I can’t stand the thought of anyone else. You’re mine. You’re mine. Even if I’m too much, too shattered—If I'm not here to be your muse, then why am I still here?

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I hang on every syllable, every pause, every silence. Even when your absence carves me hollow, leaving nothing but a whisper of you inside me.

It's like a sickness, like a hunger that gnaws at my bones. Every word you say feels like a dagger, and I let it cut me because it’s you. Even when it hurts, it’s still you.

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It’s the ticking that kills me. Every second without you, louder, sharper, cutting deeper—I wait, and wait, and wait

But I can’t breathe. The silence screams at me, mocks me— why, why WHY

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this anger and this yearning, It's all your fucking fault. If I ever see you again I'll cut your wings, bind your soul to mine and make sure you stay where I can see you. touch you. taste you. Where you can't hide from me. I'll never take my eyes away from you, my darling angel. Next time, you'll stay.

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how can an angel break my heart like this and still make me feel blessed? strip me of my own soul until i'm undone and keep my love for you untouched. keep it in a jar and starve it to death, i have no use for it without you anyway. im addicted to how the hole left in my chest burns for you.

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this amount of power over me

it will surely exhaust you

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When bôa said

And the sweet spine said

When the cranberries said

And mitsuki said

And Amira said

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whatever (it's eating away at my soul)

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no, i don’t want “just anyone”

i want you.

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overestimating how much you mean to someone really fucks you in the head

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I am nothing when when I’m forced in your absence

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”The relief of giving in to destruction.“

- Franz Kafka

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becoming the most useful thing in your life so no one can replace me…