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That gnawing pain of what you used to have compared to how lonely you feel now is an overwhelming, all-consuming, sense of dread.
Creating the perfect playlist is actually an art form.
I’m all for free food.
“Just don’t forget me, okay?”
“No, Melodrama is better.”
sat in the sand and turned on my “Sad and Gay” playlist to sulk.
There’s no moving on without talking about it.
it really started to make sense when you came to check on me even though you were the one hurting.”
the boy I’ve liked for years finally told me he feels the same way and that he wants me.
there’s always going to be that voice in your head telling you something is wrong with you.
I play Lorde on repeat and hold his hand as we watch the stars.
don’t let go of something good for you.”
Being with you is all that matters.”
“I was never yours, Dee. I’m not something you just have.”
my I Love You falls into the pit of my stomach.
moving on is not pretending like nothing happened and sweeping it under the rug, it’s understanding what happened and then creating the space to build something new.

