Inside Me
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Loveless, they call me. I was five when I had my first crush. I was eleven when I understood that love was a luxury and not a need. Love is a want--not necessarily a thing necessary for survival. if anything, I learned that over complications often come from what we mistake as love; the embarrassment of replying to mixed signals, jealousy, anger, clouded judgement, loneliness...and even death. So yeah. I am. I am loveless. But I still feel the bite of a winter night. TW: ABUSE, GRAPHIC LANGUAGE, S.I.
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LOVING HER WAS NEVER PART OF THE PLAN But they say the heart wants what it cannot have. It starts as a fleeting thought, a quiet admiration, and before you know it, you're caught in a whirlwind of emotions you can't explain. This is a story of unspoken feelings, of longing that stretches across an invisible line-too close, yet never close enough. What do you do when the one thing you want is the one thing you can never have? Some loves aren't meant to be, but they still leave their mark.

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