I Keep On Thinking And Thinking About It The Middle Of The Night And During The Day - Tumblr Posts

“ I know exactly what shape she takes up in the universe. If anyone can recognize her, it’s me “

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“I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.” completely and utterly obliterating my poor heart and soul, making me into an unhinged and deranged version of barely functioning being and shredding me to pieces. i wish to no longer feel anything.