“She looked up at him and, in that moment, she knew that if she took this chance with him, she would never be the same. He would break her, ruin her; they’d experience the world together and simultaneously destroy the other. And, with that thought, she kissed him.”— a couple i once wrote about
who the fuck manages to eat three set separate meals at three set times of the day. who the fuck does that. i eat however much i’m hungry for whenever i’m hungry, which could be anywhere in the range of once a day, six times a day or constantly snacking, depending on the weather, how much i’ve slept, the phase of my menstrual cycle, how annoyed i am, how well i’m dressed, how much work i have to do, how much food i see that day, how gay i’m feeling,
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“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.”— William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
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