sometimes I feel okay with this whole thing where I write stuff sometimes until I read something like I said “I love you” when I meant something much more specific, I should have said “Please don’t leave me, I’m afraid to sleep alone and I realize I should have just made a hobby out of eating pizza and sobbing at my failures
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Has fights. Has trust. Has faith. Has tears. Has hurt. Has sweet smiles. Has genuine laughter. Has snorts because of the laughter. Has weird, stupid, unnecessary arguments. Has patience. Has communication. Has jealousy. & most importantly, love. It’s all just a mess that turns out to be a beautiful experience that can never be forgotten.
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