I used to believe that love was a virus. A heroin bump that started in the groin, fluttered through the heart and eventually penetrated the straw, stick, and brick layers of lovers walls.  An infatuous disease, one transmitted until we climax then dissolve into a plateau of mutual expectation. Shove the pillow under her back, bend her over again, love is as permanent as a tissue umbrella in a baseball-sized hailstorm. 

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How do I automatically unfollow everybody from my questionable years?

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Just because the form of affection we crave most is easy for us to give, does not mean it won’t be a challenge for the other.

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I don’t think you’re selfish, but I do think that you’re oblivious. I just can’t understand being oblivious to the person you love.

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Question:
I remember you...
Answer:
I miss my tumblr.

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there’s something tragic about pretty girls with issues

and boys too scared of their dads,

there’s something wrong with the confidence I get

when thinking of girls I’ve once had.

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