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I'll manage, I always kind of do.

Perhaps we give the best of our hearts uncritically, to those who hardly think about us in return.

torsdag, december 11

Missed.

I missed you.
You missed me.
You called me.
I answered.

I don't have words for us.
I never had and never will.

Upplagd av Taniya kl. 23:51

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"Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours."

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