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Love is not supposed to be beautiful. It’s supposed to be a raw, gritty struggle that forces you to face the most vulnerable parts of yourself, so that when the good times come, you can savor and enjoy them, fully appreciate what they’re worth. Otherwise, you take it all for granted. —Lana Myers
My mind feels like it’s gone through a mind-fuck blender. Up is down. Right is left. Good is bad.
“He doesn’t love me like I love him,” I say hoarsely. “I love him enough to burn the world to the ground in his name.”
“We didn’t know how messy love could be or how jealous people would lash out.”
Everything’s fine today; that is our illusion. —Voltaire
hope she fucking kills every last person with a badge who didn’t come to save her when she was left to bleed out.
