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I look at him and I know that he doesn’t love me in the way that he once did before. He’ll never love me like that again. Everything is tainted now; I know this for a fact. Nonetheless, my legs refuse to walk away and my heart refuses to let him go. It’s as if I’d rather suffer through the heartache than lose him altogether. And I don’t know which is sadder, me - the girl who is not strong enough to leave, or witnessing a love that was once so strong, slowly fading away into nothing.

turn ons: girls who text back and act like they want to talk to you girls who make an effort girls who crave your attention as much as you crave theirs girls who fight to make sure you stay girls who write cute things about you and to you

You did not understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure, I am essence, I am an idiot, I am an alcoholic, I am tenacious. I am; simply I am…You are a shit.