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imjustagirl18 · 4 months
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Is it true that when you find love, the deep love, if that ends, then you are screwed? Because that deep love will be your reference, they will be your point of comparison and everyone that ever enters your life you will compare them. And so if what you had was real and you let it go then you are screwed because everyone will fail, no one will live up to your expectations because you had a good thing, despite all, you had love, true love.
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imjustagirl18 · 4 months
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Sometimes I feel people are just who they are, and some of them are one, single, individual-self. And if you dare to fall for them you will be torn apart because they may play your game for a while, they may follow you and dance with you for a time, but they will always have a deadline, their love will have an expiration date because that is who they are. They will leave one day and when that day comes don’t be surprised because there are signs everywhere.
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imjustagirl18 · 4 months
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And then you dream. And Oh! The dreams, the demons behind the eyes, the masterpieces that reveal the truth. Oh! Those terrifying dreams. How inappropriate they are. How childish! always out of place, always saying the wrong thing.
Oh! the dreams, sweet delight of the unspoken, truths behind the mask. Take me at once! Oh those dreams, how crazy that just when you think you are over someone, you dream about them.
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imjustagirl18 · 6 months
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I think I love you at night when the dark is at its highest and there is no light around.
I think I love you up in the woods where the silence is the only sound and the trees are all there is.
I think I love you in an email that is never send, in a chat that is never shared, in a song that no one ever listens.
I think that’s the only time that I love you and not because I don’t want to love you but because it is the only way I know how to love you.
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imjustagirl18 · 8 months
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I guess life is half and half. Half what happens to you and half what you do with it. I mean, let’s be honest, shit happens and bad things have, are or will happen to you, no matter what. So I guess life is half what is meant to happen to you, or maybe not what is meant to happen, I don’t know if I believe in destiny entirely. But there is a part of life that depends on something happening to you, and I guess the rest of it is what you do with that, what you do with that love, pain or that regret. Whatever you decide to do with the situation that happened to you, I guess that’s the other half. So it’s not just about complaining about what happened to you, it’s also about doing something about it.
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imjustagirl18 · 1 year
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Curiosa la realidad, curiosa pero acertada, que no solemos coincidir con cualquier alma, con cualquier corazón. Que un día llegará alguien y te dará algo más que solo paz, algo más que solo confianza y plenitud, te dará algo más que brillo y seguridad. Un día llegará alguien que te dará eso que no pensabas que necesitabas, justo en el momento en el que no pensabas que lo necesitabas, y entonces lo sabrás. Un día llegará alguien y ya no tendrás una sola duda. Un día llegará alguien y cuando eso suceda, tu vida ya nunca volverá a ser la misma.
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imjustagirl18 · 1 year
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When you are going to choose a path it always means you stop choosing others; and that is the most terrifying thing in the world, because even if you win, there are still some things you lose. It might mean you have to leave some things behind, some people, some places and even some feelings. You may have to give up a few things in the process to get where you want in life.
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imjustagirl18 · 1 year
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I think is almost impossible but always fate when we click with someone. When you meet someone and instantly your life changes, you can breathe again, you can feel again. I think is strange and uncommon when we connect with people that make us feel like us, more like us.
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imjustagirl18 · 1 year
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One day, when you least expect it, you are going to collide with someone who is going to hold your heart so kindly and deeply. It would be like falling asleep, slowly and peaceful. They will give you back every single time you have cared about someone with the same love and understanding.
One day, when you feel less prepared, someone will show you why it is you and no one else, everyday. They will make you believe instantly that you deserve more and that everything you overcame was just about finding that moment.
One day, you will fit with someone whose strength will empower your dreams and your light will scare their fears. They will embrace you for you.
One day, when you least expect it, you will be seen to never hide again and you will be understood, like never before. One day, it’s going to click and life is never going to be the same again.
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imjustagirl18 · 1 year
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Sometimes I wonder if your eyes are pursuing mine, knowing that I’m there, hoping you were here.
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imjustagirl18 · 1 year
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Creo que hay ciertas veces en la vida en las que nos topamos con personas inexplicables. Inexplicables porque justo en ese instante en el que las conoces el mundo se sacude y todas las piezas del rompecabezas caen en su lugar. No sabes exactamente cómo sucedió ni lo que pasará después, solamente sabes que a partir de ese momento todo lo que ocurra es importante, porque si prestaste atención a ese primer instante entonces sabes que tu vida está a punto de cambiar por completo.
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imjustagirl18 · 1 year
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I wish I could tell you about my fears, they are bigger now, have sharper teeth and bigger eyes, they also seem to be bolder and even smarter, like they could see right through me, the way you used to.
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imjustagirl18 · 1 year
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Have you ever wondered how weird it is that there are some people out there walking around the world with a piece of you, with a part of your heart, with your secrets and memories. They used to be yours and now they are just strangers, strangers that could recognize you in the dark, strangers that know your scent, your flavor, your taste. There are strangers walking around the world with your dreams, your plans, your desires; and they may never meet you again, they may never have the opportunity to reach out to you, but they will always have a part of you with them, or is it that you will always have a piece of them with you?
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imjustagirl18 · 1 year
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Pienso que perder a alguien sucede en dos pasos: Cuando se van y cuando te das cuenta de que ya no están.
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imjustagirl18 · 1 year
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It’s been a long time without you. Without thinking about you, without looking for you. And today I did. I thought I saw you but it was just a feeling. It has been a long time and I don’t necessarily miss you and I’m not necessarily over you. I just wanted to remember you, to know what it was like writing about you again, feeling back then when we were we, when we were something and the only thing that made sense. I remember now and it’s been a long time.
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imjustagirl18 · 1 year
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The right person will come at the right time, at the right place. The right person will choose you constantly, every day, every time. The right person will let you be the right person for you. If that’s not happening, it’s not the right person. As simple as that.
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imjustagirl18 · 2 years
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Missing you has been like drowning with no water, fighting with no opponent. Missing you has been like not having the right words, not having any words at all, because life right now is not longer at all. Missing you has been like finding gold and losing it all after the adventure, like those movies that end without a happy ending, that end just with the continuos repressed longing, the never ending hope for more.
And of course, I don’t miss you every day, I don’t miss you all the time, but when I do, those days when I do miss you, life is no longer what is was. When I miss you, it feels like the beginning of a love song, full of hope and rhythm, only to realize that it’s more like the ending, where you want to replay that song over and over again and realizing you can’t, you can’t go back in time to be there again, there’s no magic wand that could let you feel like that again. There is only today and today you feel empty again, like your pieces are gone, like your person is already out there looking for their person, the love of your life is out there finding the love of their life, and you wonder: now what? What happens when the person you wanted to spend the rest of your life with is trying to spend their rest of their life with someone else? It all feels like the magic that once was is no longer there, and it suddenly happens, just like that, you remember the smile, the crazy cute laugh, the jokes, the way they walked to you without looking back, the way their touch would make your whole body feel out of space, their smartness and brilliantness. You remember it all, like in a movie, in just one second, everything feels like that again, and after a whole second you wake up to the same life, a life without you knowing the world, a life without you having it all.
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