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Better Things

Better Things

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Mon, Jul 17, 2017<5 mins
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Love can be a disaster, horrible, kind, a miracle, and spontanteous. After a devastating breakup, I realized I had no idea what I want from life anymore. I know I want to be okay again, but that is going to take time. I want to put myself out there during college but I have no idea how to or if I actually want to. I'm back to struggling with my depression and anxiety, along with other multiple problems. All I see is the negatives right now, but I can see the positives, just not all the time All I want in life are the Better Things, which hopefully includes a new relationship with a true man. This is me, these are my goals. Also a guide for precautions on the assholes that are out in the world.
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

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