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Our story finished at a poor chapter and I suppose that is why I am beginning to despise our whole book but I still cannot help myself from going back to page one and reading every chapter from the beginning. The laughs, the tears, the crying, the jokes, the bliss, the nicknames, the butterflies, the sleepy voices, and I hope sometimes you read our book from chapter one too, because it really was a beautifully written story.

Our story. (via dollpoetry)

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Go after her. Fuck, don’t sit there and wait for her to call. Go after her because that’s what you should do if you love someone. don’t wait for them to give you a sign cuz it may never come. Don’t let people happen to you, don’t let me happen to you. Or her. She’s not a fucking television show or a tornado. There are people I might have loved had they gotten on the airplane or run down the street after me or called me up drunk at for in the morning because they need to tell me right now and because they cannot regret this. I always thought I’d be the only one doing crazy things for people who would never give enough of a fuck to do it back or act like idiots or be entirely vulnerable and honest. Making someone fall in love with you is easy and flying 3000 miles on four days notice because you can’t just sit there and do nothing and breath into telephones is not everyone’s idea of love but it is the way I can recognize it because that is what I do. Go scream it and be with her in meaningful ways because that is beautiful and that is generous and that is what loving someone really is. That is raw and that is unguarded and that is all that is worth anything. Really.