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you know that unexplainable sickish feeling where youre not really sick and you dont really have a headache but you just feel wrong and you cant get comfortable or find something that youre really into but you kinda feel too ill to sleep or eat its like your body saying “i dont know what i want you to do but this isnt it”

That’s called anxiety.

That explains at least half of my life then

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What I wouldn’t give for another morning with you.. Holding me close..gently tracing my skin in the morning light.. Telling me I am beautiful.. Just the feeling of ring in your arms.. I felt at home there..

Let’s play a fun game called “we’re just friends but I’d fuck you if you asked.”

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Everything you love is here


Everything you love is here

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