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“You can’t control how they treat you, but you can control if you accept it.”

— Charles Orlando

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“Spend your time on those who love you unconditionally. Don’t waste it on those who only love you when the conditions are right for them.”

— Unknown

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Guys, the day I start writing poetry for someone, know that I've found the love of my life.♡

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"you cant heal if you pretend you're not hurt"

-filmythings

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“Don’t ruin a good today by thinking about a bad yesterday. Let it go.”

— Unknown

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Youth pushes back lawlesness in a sprint through the desert of hallucinatory joy. I was a forest fire, you were a quick match, it was love before it was ash It's cliche the way we love, youths untamed heart its Helen and Paris and a thousand lives lost but it was love, it was love before they slaughtered it with their self righteous frontal lobe consequence I'm still left here where the dust has settled, I'm still trying to reshape your melted bones to make pinocchio into a real boy and its over, its over, its over. I know. The aftercredits roll but im still in the cinema reading it all, listening to our song. Its over, its over, its over. By the love that grew logics tumorouss cancer. The promises we made in the sand ate away by the ocean of 'what a shame. I loved you in my youth. Youth is a lifetime. And if youth is a lifetime. Leaving you became my death. The mothers knit sweaters for my children. they arent yours. delirious in their conquest of snuffing forbidden love. and i was a bull in a china shop. i refused to be molded into a 'good girl' trope until vacancy stretched and i was left bitter, mourning for i feared death. there is a me before you and the self after. and God i lost you for them and in the process, they lost me aswell. 'your bitterness consumes you' their laughter compells and i was never good at following my own rules. i know shattering the world wont bring me to you. I love you. -s.i.a. // This is the love letter I never sent.

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We accept the love we think we deserve.” ― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

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