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Becoming a cold hearted bitch wasn’t really what I planned to do with my life but here I am

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I want to forget everything you told me. I want to wash away how uncertain you made me. How scared I was of losing you. How I lost you anyway. I don’t want to know how your hands feel or what makes you smile. I don’t want to see you in photos, familiar like a dream I had once or a book I never finished. I don’t want to speak about you in snippets or think about how I behaved. Or know that I still think about it. Or know that you’re not just a lamp or a blade of grass, indistinguishable from the rest.
Gaby Dunn  (via thewastedgeneration)

(Source: splitterherzen, via moonvisit)


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