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You can decorate absence however you want - but you’re still gonna feel what’s missing.
Siobhan Vivian, Same Difference (via larmoyante)
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And you feel like an idiot for caring so much. And you feel like an even bigger idiot if you talk to anybody because you just know they are thinking, “You guys never even dated!” I wouldn’t call it awkward, though. I’d call it painful. And frustrating.
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You should know that there is something worse than hate and that is unlove. Because hate is anger over something lost, hate is passion, hate is misguided, it’s caring for the wrong things but it is still caring. But unlove, unlove is to unkiss, to unremember, to unhold, to undream, to undo everything that ever was and leave smooth stone behind in its wake. No fire. No fury. Just, nothing. And that is worse than hate.
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