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hiiii *trying not to sound desperate for human connection*

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“i promise i am just as sick and tired of it as you are”

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but i died once and never stopped loving you anyway

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i have loved you. i have had to deal with that

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Danez Smith, Don't Call Us Dead

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Is this redemption or renaissance? Are my demons dead or merely dreaming? Am I the spirit or the skeleton? Am I the flower or the plastic likeness?

So many questions, because To feel good inside a cage Seems as if I've sprouted wings, I can fly, Only to find a wasteland at my feet; To bask in the sunlight of a prison window; To be amnesiac in the apocalypse. Such cruel, brief pleasures in a nightmare.

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In the right spaces, you will be heard without shouting. You will be seen without showing your wounds. You will be understood without changing who you are.

You can be yourself without any need to alter your identity.

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- love elizabeth s.

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Once i realize I'm sharing you I'm done. I need a soulmate not a hotspot.

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Kim Addonizio, from a poem titled "Crossing," featured in Lucifer at the Starlite: Poems

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Gustave Flaubert, “Letter to Louise Colet.”

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