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when I meet someone I love, I become an octopus and wind my tentacles around their heart, tighter and tighter until they can’t deny they love me just the same.
I learned a very important thing that day: my mom would never try to change for a man, and I wouldn’t, either.
“being myself is enough. I’m enough.”
“I loved her in the way we love in high school, sort of intensely, idealistically, and without knowing each other all that well.”
