source? pattern recognition

and when will there be a friday when i AM in love? When.

I like being remembered in small ways

the wretched world of verbalizing things

My intuition is insane… like why do I even know these things

The art of wanting it with all of your heart and still letting it go.

it scares me that you never know what someone is thinking or feeling towards you and everything that they say could be one massive lie

Grief is the only proof that I love and I love well. Love and grief are actually intertwined with each other and as "Akif Kichloo" once wrote, "the opposite of grief is not laughter or happiness or joy. It is love. It is love. It is love."

life goes on no matter what and that’s both comforting and heartbreaking

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