You go home and invent a story about me, and now you can’t separate me from the person you’ve imagined me to be. You call that, I suppose, being in love; as a matter of fact it’s being in delusion.
Virginia Woolf, Night and Day
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“the whole truth is, i’m in love with him still”; “i can’t help it. i still love him.” what do i have to do to deserve to be loved this way because i’ll do anything
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i just finished a little life. i have endless thoughts. dont expect me to be able to think about anything else for at least a week.
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thankful for each and every person who took a chance on knowing and loving me
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Sky Variations & Nebulae of Water. Part III. Art by StrayChild on ArtStation.
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