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Sometimes there are no words to describe what you’re feeling, and that’s ok, you don’t have to name, define, label, describe, annotate every emotion that runs through you.

Find the right person that makes the world feel right.

When they say "Hi, how are you?" And you respond with "I'm fine" but deep inside feels upside down.

There is a moment in your life when you go from thinking about first times to possibly the last time.

When there is one problem, there are actually two. If there are two options, there is actually a third.

I'm no one and yet you're special to me, and I hope to be some one to you.

I can't promise you everything, just like how I know you aren't perfect, but I promise to try to make you smile cause you're perfect in my eyes.

You never lied to me. I lied to myself.  You never misled me. I misled myself. You where always honest with me. I deceived myself endlessly.

The crushing weight of guilt and a scorch earth heat wave are a nice reminder that I’m going to hell.

I’m nervous and afraid at the same time. Afraid to lose you and nervous you would leave me. Maybe I’m delusional, that’s really it.

I live too much in my own head, and not in the real world instead.

We are not meant to know everything, we are meant to experience as much as possible.