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yes hello 911 i’m being forced into adulthood and i don’t like it send help

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Sandra Oh is a trooper, too: bristling with energy, hyper-engaged, determined to be authentic and squeeze every drop out of life. She doesn’t do many interviews. I suspect their one-sidedness bores her. But conversations, where she can actually learn things about other people, those she likes.

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You Know What The Saddest Thing Is? You Showed Him The Deepest Corners Of Your Soul. But He Closed Up

You know what the saddest thing is? You showed him the deepest corners of your soul. But he closed up like you never fucking happened. His fingertips lingered on your skin. You got so lost in his ocean eyes and his magical touch. The little mischievous smile he put on as he stroked your hair like you were his one and only. The way he pulled you into his arms. You were all his. Divine kisses through your body set you on fire. Every grip was holy — every whisper was celestial — every word felt like love — every dot was connected — every emotion was raw. The world stopped just for us, two lovebirds sharing the same heart beat and rhythm. “ilysm. Souls collided and divided. And now you’re stranded. Silence of his is too damn deafening. Theft of heart. Theft of joy. “ifmy.”

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“If You Are Alone You Belong Entirely To Yourself. If You Are Accompanied By Even One Companion You
“If You Are Alone You Belong Entirely To Yourself. If You Are Accompanied By Even One Companion You
“If You Are Alone You Belong Entirely To Yourself. If You Are Accompanied By Even One Companion You
“If You Are Alone You Belong Entirely To Yourself. If You Are Accompanied By Even One Companion You

“If you are alone you belong entirely to yourself. If you are accompanied by even one companion you belong only half to yourself or even less in proportion to the thoughtlessness of his conduct and if you have more than one companion you will fall more deeply into the same plight.” - Leonardo da Vinci

alidoesntpay - L'enfer, c'est les autres.
L'enfer, c'est les autres.

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