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i think love is when i put myself to bed even when im tired, and i carry myself up the stairs even though my knees ache. and i think love is when i buy myself a coffee when im broke, and i know that ill get myself back later. and i think love is letting myself love someone, even though i am so scared. love is a heavy thing that carries you as much as you carry it.

nothing to add to this you said it all..

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it's the beauty in forgotten love @alfaire

U n j u s t & C r u e l . ♰ ˙܀˚⊹

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from ought by molly brodak, published in a little middle of the night

[Text ID: well... define hurt. Because I can't tell if I'm dull to it or if it is just everywhere. /End ID]

𝗗𝘂𝗻𝗲 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗧𝘄𝗼 （𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦）𝗱𝗶𝗿. 𝗗𝗲𝗻𝗶𝘀 𝗩𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘂𝘃𝗲

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘣𝘺 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘦-𝘓𝘰𝘶𝘪𝘴 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘵 𝘥𝘦 𝘙𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺-𝘛𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰𝘯（𝟣𝟪𝟢𝟪）

Reverend Mother Jessica Atreides

“The other day, lying in bed, I felt my heart beating for the first time in a long while. I realized how little I live in my body, how much in my mind”

-Rodger kamenetz, from Terra infirma

u know what makes me cry..... that one van gogh quote about life changing for the better..... “many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. and it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘what do i care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ yes, evil often seems to surpass good. but then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. one morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. and so i must still have hope.” yeah..... Crying....