TW:strong language,
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Love kills you before you're dead. It rips you apart before you even notice it. It slowly eats away at you, until finally it decides to rear its ugly head. I feel like I've said "rear its ugly head a lot". Love can fuck you up or make your life perfect.
Love can fuck you up in many different ways. It can tear your heart in two and make your life a living hell for a few weeks or a month or many months. In my case it ripped me apart and spat me out ten months after it showed up. The person who broke my heart that bad is now my best friend. I want them back, but am I going to tell anybody that, Jesus no. Hi if your reading this lol.
Love can make your life perfect by making you happy. Love can make you so so so happy. I'm happy now with the person I love. Or at least I think I am. I don't want to type about it here though. A bit to melodramatic for my liking. And drama is my speciality.
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A Collection of Troubling Thoughts
SonstigesAs the titles says, I will probably be adding trigger warnings at the top before I publish them if I don't, be weary.
