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you touch me and suddenly i feel a little less war torn. i'm not sure what peace is supposed to feel like but i think it may feel a lot like you.
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not to be horny, but I daydream about you resting your head on my chest and you're completely at ease and you're safe and warm
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it did not kill me and it did not make me stronger. it simply was and always will be scorched upon my heart.
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somewhere inside of me, there is a room i haven't entered in years. i think a younger me is still sitting there, wondering why i never came back.
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― I can't stand that you still have this effect on me.
― After everything?
― Especially after everything.
― You should hate me.
― Believe me, I've tried.
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Don't let my raging boner distract you from my kind eyes and affectionate soul
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“are they lovers?” worse. they were supposed to be and never got the chance to.
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⠀you don’t seem to mind my blood soaked hands. is something wrong with you too .ᐣ
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he wasn't mine and i wasn't his but he was so good at making me feel like we belonged to each other.
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𝓣here are scars on my body that never healed. But they remind me of something important: every wound is proof that I survived the last fight.
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i am still hurting and lying about it. there is no soft way to say that sometimes i forget to breathe.
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⠀‶⠀iʹll ⠀cut ⠀your ⠀throat. ⠀thatʹll ⠀shut ⠀you ⠀up.⠀ʺ
⠀‶⠀youʹre ⠀beautiful ⠀...⠀ʺ
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ℑ 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔪𝔢𝔡 𝔰𝔬 𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔦𝔩𝔶.
𝔐𝔶 𝔞𝔫𝔵𝔦𝔢𝔱𝔶 𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔰 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔢, 𝔪𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢.













