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i don’t feel the same way, you say.

okay, i reply. i smile at you and keep my voice light. i tell you not to apologise. you haven’t done anything wrong. and you haven’t, not really. you can’t help your feelings and neither can i.

but i can still feel my heart sinking as i replay that moment over and over in my head. i can feel something dislodge in my chest. something that i have managed to keep hidden away for so long.

why can’t we choose our feelings? if we could, i would switch off whatever i felt for you. i would switch off that ever present feeling of emptiness and fill myself up with glee and excitement. i would fill myself up with whatever it took to mask the pain of what you just told me. i want to mask everything. i don’t want anybody to see me, to see my true face, to see the true me. because look what happens when i do.

- procidens-stella

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A coping thought I have is no matter how large my feelings feel, the universe is larger than them. I can walk outside, look up, and see all the room I have to let go.

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There are songs that will only make sense after you have encountered certain things in your life.

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bak bu şey nasıl anlatılır bilmiyorum ama oyun sonunda herkes evlere dağılır, ben sokakta kalırdım.

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François Charles Cachoud - Nocturne

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Tzion Essel

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萩原 卓哉／Hagihara Takuya

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