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TAINTED SOUL

@diary-of-a-mistress / diary-of-a-mistress.tumblr.com

Theodora, 19, Bucharest, Romania
SORRY FOR SMELLING LIKE CIGARETTE SMOKE AND STARING AT YOU ALL THE TIME AND LAUGHING TOO LOUD AND HAVING A SHAKY VOICE WHEN YOU TELL ME BEAUTIFUL WORDS THAT WEREN'T MADE FOR ME.
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plumstreet

WHERE is that poem about that person learning all about their partners hyperfixation before getting dumped the last line is like "love is a stack of books on my nightstand with a bookmark near the end" I need it to feel whole help me please

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cielosky
A Bookmark Near the End
He loves history. He wanted to write a biography of John Quincy Adams. I, shamefully, knew almost nothing about John Quincy Adams, so I went online and bought every biography of him I could find. One day, he called me, claiming that we wouldn’t work out long term. He said he loved me but that we had different interests. “What does love mean to you?” I said. “That’s an impossible question,” he replied. I, however, find love to be quite simple. Love is the stack of biographies on my nightstand with a bookmark near the end. — Julia Nicole Camp 

how am I supposed to stay sane after reading this smh

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