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"Him standing in front of the red horizon reminiscent of God himself. My vigilance got denser and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He was the definition of perfection. Flawless. I wanted to breath through his lungs, feel his puls beating against my chest. I wanted to unite with him. Make us to a new unity beyond kilometers and miles."
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"Deceive me once and I will never take you back. I will shut you out of my life, simply close the door and never let you in. You don't want that to happen, right?"
"Bitch, please."
"Do not ever use those 9gag quotes on me again. Do it one more time and I will turn and go."
"You don't say."
"Bitch, please."
"Do not ever use those 9gag quotes on me again. Do it one more time and I will turn and go."
"You don't say."
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"I knew this ease was momentarily. All of a sudden she would jilt me. Turn the back on me. Pretend I was not a part of her, which I was, in fact, I was the most valuable thing she owned. All her radiated hate passed through my body and it made my nerves vibrate. The inside of me was vibrating so dramatically that the already formed needles inside me punched parts of my soul, the part where all the memories from our once most exquisite moments had gathered up. But this was soon to be completely broken. Denatured. Impossible to fix.
My feelings were a pure flurry. Hopelessly undistinguishable. I couldn't tell if it was envy or sorrow, lonesomeness or the approaching feeling of capitulation, that was forming the constant agony I had to carry with me. Maybe it was better to surrender. Leave everything behind and just go off. The only problem was that she was my everything."
My feelings were a pure flurry. Hopelessly undistinguishable. I couldn't tell if it was envy or sorrow, lonesomeness or the approaching feeling of capitulation, that was forming the constant agony I had to carry with me. Maybe it was better to surrender. Leave everything behind and just go off. The only problem was that she was my everything."
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"She shrugged and looked down on her shoes, miffed. The thought of having her mother standing in front of her spiting out words that mothers like her should never use made her feel worthless, dirty, obnoxious - Not someone that should keep on living its life. What scared Mini the most was that her mother expressed everything with such an eloquence seeming all this have been thought through for a long time. Her ugly language brought such a succinctness that was sucked up by my soul. My now cracked soul. The ability to talk had run away from me, was hiding deep inside me, under all the accumulated sorrow provided by her mother."
