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Sweater ~ Hoodie ~ holding hands ~ cozy ~ sitting on the floor ~ moon ~ late night
Lisa
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Genres
Bopdrops
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Sunday morning ~ dancing around the kitchen ~ raining ~ the sun fights its way through the clouds ~ sweater-weather ~ the smell of coffee ~ soft
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torn ~ it won’t work out ~ at least not now ~ maybe we were never meant to ~ is it love then? ~ what is this feeling ~ it felt good ~ it felt right ~ still does ~ this shouldn’t end ~ can’t let go ~ won’t let go
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They don’t need me. I’m just a phase. I’m not permanent. People come when they need something. They use me. Leave me behind when I fulfilled my purpose. And here I am. Full of hope I could actually be someone important to them. They replace me so easily. I realise, I’m just a phase. Rereading this clearly shows I still have a lot of work to do. For myself, not for others. I did so much for the people around me when in fact I needed the most attention. This external validation is toxic for me and for my future relationships. I do need to trust the people close to me. I‘d be totally okay by myself, that’s not it. I just want to feel needed. Which again is kinda toxic - or human? Feeling like you can get replaced any time like it’s nothing is shit tho. And that’s how I feel. Like, I have to do the craziest stunts to stay up to date and interesting - and needed.
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but quietly ~
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Sitting on a bench ~ eating corn ice cream ~ a random old man doing sports right next to us ~ lots of laughs ~ the vibes ~ miss it ~ miss u
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I keep taking pictures of the sky for a boy who loves to look at the sky but doesn’t know I exist.
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besties ~ dancing ~ laughing ~ slayin that choreo ~ bff ~ promise I won’t let go I will never get over how good this song is.
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You’re looking at them, in disbelief that you actually found someone like them. Not only admiring them from afar. No, they promised THEIR heart to YOU. Their heart chose you. And yours chose theirs. This powerful feeling of being the one. At least once, I am the one. All my life I’ve always been the sidekick. Not this time. This is my story, I’m not just part of someone else’s. I wouldn’t care if this was the first and the last time I was someone’s someone. As long as I’m his and he’s mine.
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post-concert ~ everyone has left ~ I’m waiting for you ~ warm hands holding me ~ slow-dancing ~ confetti on the floor
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today is not an easy day ~ wish I could be there ~ with you ~ by your side ~ I’m waiting patiently ~ hello future ~ I’m ready for my turn ~ see u soon <3
