February 2012
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You are always ticking inside of me and I dream of you more often than I don’t....
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem
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She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.
– Neil Gaiman
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Loneliness becomes an acid that eats away at you.
– Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
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She’d spent years trying to explain herself to me (and I to her), but in the...
– Pagan Kennedy
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