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sad-vibesonly · 3 years
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“We are afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care at all.”
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“Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.”
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I see everything in black and white and you see everything in color and I think that’s why we get along so well. You see, when you walked into my life I started seeing blurs of red and blue for the first time and you started seeing gray.
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sad-vibesonly · 3 years
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Because you don’t know what it’s like to dance with the devil alone in your room at 3 AM. How good it feels when he slowly wraps his hands around your throat until you can’t breathe and whispers sweet nothings into your ear. And you know it’s wrong, but you can’t help but wonder what it would be like to just give in so that you don’t have to keep doing the same dance every night.
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sad-vibesonly · 3 years
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Silly boy. I told you when we met that I ruin everything I touch. Why did you stay?
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sad-vibesonly · 3 years
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Your touch used to leave my skin burning. For days I could look at my hips and see your handprints painted in red and remember how good it felt when you grabbed them. I could look at the ash on my lips and remember exactly how your kiss felt. I could see the long streak marks on my arms from where you gently traced every inch of my body. There was nothing to miss, because I could so clearly remember and imagine how your touch felt, almost as if it was real. But now I’m the one painting your handprints on my hips and smoking cigarettes just to get ash on my lips and clawing at myself to see the streak marks on my arms again, because you’re gone. You left. And you took those memories and feelings with you.
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