Tell Me Everything

Tell Me Everything

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How far can one go for "love"? Is it truly love if it slips into something that consumes you? The idea of love is easy enough to grasp - or at least, that's what we're told. It's supposed to be simple, natural. Two people, drawn together by something unspoken, something magnetic. But what if love isn't as clean and neat as it's made out to be? What if, in its most twisted form, it becomes something almost unrecognizable? Obsession. The kind that clouds everything else. The kind that warps your thoughts until you no longer know what's real. People say there's a line between love and obsession, but how do you find it? When you're already deep inside the feeling, can you even see it? Can you feel the line before it pulls you under? Maybe we never really know. Maybe love is just a disguise for something darker, something we're too afraid to name. And maybe, the question isn't how far love can go, but how far you're willing to let it take you.
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Perfect. Peaceful. That's how I would describe my life. So moving to a different state to be with my boyfriend while I finish my degree makes sense. Only, until it doesn't. My life is going great. I'm settling into my new home, establishing a routine with my boyfriend. Until I meet him. He's my professor. He's a complete asshole. For a while, I can't stand him. But then something changes. Soon I find myself looking forward to his class. I find myself questioning am I really happy or am I just used to this routine? This reliability? I find myself thinking about him when I shouldn't. I start feeling alive. They says there's a calm before the storm, well... I call it chaos. Because no one could prepare me for what I would find.

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