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Cheryl Strayed, Wild
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Kim Addonizio
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i can’t help but succumb to those who pine for me… the ones who look at me longingly from afar - who i share a secret with because we both know i will never do anything to allow them to stop wanting me. i feed off of confessions that i am the one they think of while holding another; happy to just be in my presence. and then the lack of guilt and the relief i feel once i’ve broken them, ridden of the responsibility of telling them they mean something, anything to me.
Anonymous
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i want to tell you that… i think you have always been trying to escape something
home.
folding your favourite plaid shirt. frank ocean and the dryer, an uneven duet in the background. the doors are wide open and pierre blinks slowly at me, his full length sprawled in the timid vancouver sun that seeps through. remembering the way you stared at me this morning, i blush and have to refold. these days, love is the only drug i need.
And I’ll tell you baby, it was easy
Comin’ back into you once I figured it out
You were right here all along
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The Submarines - 1940 (Amplive Remix)
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