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Real intimacy is when someone understands the walls you built for protection and approaches them with patience instead of pressure.

I don’t want chaos anymore, just conversations that feel like home.

i wish i could go back and time and hug the versions of me that used to beg to be loved and chosen.

honestly it’s actually the small, mundane, boring things that someone does for you out of love which mean so much rather than grand gestures and proclamations

I wonder how beautiful life must be when you don't have trust issues, depression, mood swings, overthinking, paranoia, anxiety, detachment, isolation or fear

the entire point of life is to be silly, kind, and really weird btw.

No revenge, but I'll never understand why you were like that to me when I was so full of love for you.