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The thing about your dreams coming true is that, for a gold-spun moment, you catch a glimpse of what life could be like. Then when you lose it, and you crash back to reality, it’s from such a great height, all you can do is lie there, winded and bruised, while you come to terms with the idea that a happiness like that isn’t meant for you.
The world falls away.
Where is my spicy scene nooo
“I should go,” I say. “So nobody is suspicious.” “No, stay.” “I want to … I just …” “I get it,” he says, bowing his head. “Go.”
What is this writing
like everyone uses me.
Ruben deserves a hug
The problem is that the world doesn’t always make the truth safe for us to share.
My trust issues can relate
