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At work my boss asks if I have a boyfriend. I tell him “nope,” he responds, “pretty girl like you, why don’t you have a boyfriend?” was really tempted to dramatically lie/scream “because I’m a fucking lesbian.” I hate how some people assume if you’re a girl you either automatically will be interested in guys or should have a bf if you’re even remotely pretty.
Status: a motherfucking individual
Jmc
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sing to me. sing to me until my eyes grow heavy. til i pass through into another world. where its your voice and my heart. and they fit most perfectly
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And there you sat. Completely silent, the usual spark in your eye dulled by some unknown force. I asked you what was wrong, to which you replied “nothing.” But I’ve sat and watched nothing eat up words and break souls. I’ve watched it tear the smiles from the faces of the people around me, leaving them broken and hollow. Too many people have been taken by nothing. And I won’t let you be one of them. I can’t.
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I could run a thousand miles away from you
and still end up back in your arms.
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quemar.
to burn.
La chica quemó los panqueques.
The girl burned the pancakes.
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above the city in the rain cloud
i poked a hole and watched it drain out
parallel to the city streets
our broken crowns beneath our feet
but as we walk across the diamonds
we know that love is always shining
so save me love save me all the timeTrevor Hall -
Holding anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.Buddha
