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Love is such a confusing thing. How could something so exploited and thrown around make you feel so amazing and so shitty at the same time. Is it something to worship or fear?
Almost dying over it but having it be the only thing keeping you alive. Love is such a scary thing, I hate it, I worry about who I would become because of it. But I want it more than anything in my life.
Almost dying over it but having it be the only thing keeping you alive. Love is such a scary thing, I hate it, I worry about who I would become because of it. But I want it more than anything in my life.