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sometimes i lay in bed at night and visualize you next to me. i pray to god there is some way to bring us together and some way for you to see me. sometimes, i think you feel the same. then, i realize that you’re thousands of miles away and i feel even more alone. why do you lead me on? why can’t i move on from you? eventually, i’ll end up hating you because i love you or i’ll drive myself crazy loving you. i don’t know which is worse.
Oh goshh, that just reminded me of someone. :/ (Source: blogsecret)
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NEVER DUPLICATED I just may be something you are not. My life goes like this: College-Boyfriend-NYC-Food-Texting-BGC-Reading. The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.
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