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Ich habe einfach Angst. Angst davor nicht schön oder gut genug für jemanden zu sein. Ich habe Angst davor, dass sich jemand wieder gegen mich entscheidet und mich fallen lässt.

“Ultimately, the universe doesn’t care about us. Time doesn’t care about us. That’s why we have to care about each other.”

“You are personally responsible for becoming more ethical than the society you grew up in.”

“I know that I’m nothing special. But oh how I wish to be important to you”

“Cause you never think that the last time is the last time. You think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don’t.”

“That’s when you know you’ve found somebody special. When you can just shut the f*ck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.”

“Do you know what your problem is? You can’t live with the idea that someone might leave.”

Oft war ich am Boden und übel gefickt, dann hab' ich mich gefragt, ob's dich überhaupt gibt.