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It’s impossible not to care about the way your existence burned into my skin and left me breathless. You came at me from a new direction and swe..

An ordinary girl beings to receive little notes within magic glass bottles.

Every time I muster the courage to tell myself it’s time for me to move on, there is nothing but panic. I tell myself it is okay to let you go a..

You never stop loving your first real, true love.

Caving into lust.

When love anchors in your body.

Her finger traced the rim of her coffee mug listlessly, thoughts swelled within her mind. Steam spilled out of her mug into the air, aimlessly f..

The haunting emotional aftermath.

That one person you don't want, but you need.