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Dark rooms are the best. Perfect for trying to find patterns in ceilings and listening to music...also perfect for looking at the person you love and only finding their eyes, their eyes see you and i wish you still saw me and i can't not love you, i can't not love you even though you're done with me.
I was asked a question last night...whether I'd rather be loved or understood. At first I thought that to love someone you have to understand them...but that's completely not true. Understanding is what I crave in my life...much more than love because it helps me grow and develop into myself.
Is there such thing as standing your ground? Because I never get my way - no, I always compromise. But I feel like people who stand where they are are much more successful in life, at least in careers, than people who let
Do we really actually matter? When there is NO ONE left on earth, will it matter? Or are we here for a reason? Or arent there any reasons at all? Does none even exist: I mean...there's always something...
What is near? Only a distance, but if you were farther away, near would be far. I don't know. Now I'm confusing myself. Holding someone near and dear to your heart...how could you do that if they were far away? Maybe that's why long distance relationships don't really work.
I'm terrified to commit. To everything and anything. I don't want to be bound down to one thing, one person, one place...I need room to spread my wings and fly and make mistakes and fuck up everything...so I can learn again.
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