Love is fake.
Love is artificial.
Love is fabricated from a tale of lies and stories.
Love is, tearing you apart and leaving you exposed, vulnerable and naked.
Love is, weakness.
Love is, suffering and pain.
Love is, hurt for the people around you.
Love is, emotion.
Love is, up all night crying.
Love is change.
Love is nothing but heartbreak.
Love is nothing,
it does nothing, but,
leave you broken.
(an excerpt from Oliver Wilder's journal)
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i love y'all
lots of love - blessing
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rubik's cube [l.h]
Short Story"you're sort of like a rubik's cube, you know?" luke leaned his head against the door. "you're almost impossible to solve, but you make me want to keep trying." © blessing lin 2013
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