March 2012
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Five months ago, I met a boy who, for the first time in my entire nineteen years of life, I opened myself up to. In all honesty, I’m a socially awkward human-being, but it’s not life threatening. I have friends, of course. In fact, I’ve meet guys before; but, the feeling of opening myself up to someone is unsettling. Dating has been non-existent my entire life due to my fear of...
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“In Greek, “nostalgia” literally means, “the pain from an old wound”. It’s a...”
– Don Draper (via detourist)
the impression you leave on me thrives in its essence. i cannot pinpoint a name to describe it it has a defintion of it’s own, i have yet to give it meaning.
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