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Everything is so fragile.
It’s so easy to destroy something to spend hours on a painting and burn it, to spend thousands on a vase and smash it, to spend your heart on love and break it.
These violent delights have violent ends.
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder.
Which as they kiss consume.
- William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, 2.3
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I am only human. I make mistakes. We all do. But i’m scared, we argue now and we never used to. It’s mostly my fault, but I’m trying not to fuck up i really am. Please let this last forever.
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Sometimes i do things even though i know they hurt you. This is why i don’t deserve you.. but please don’t ever leave.
My love has concrete feet. My love’s an iron ball, wrapped around your ankles over the waterfall.
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