Loving Someone Is Vulnerable. Its Sensitive. Its Tender. And I Get Lost In Them. If I Love Someone, I
Loving someone is vulnerable. It’s sensitive. It’s tender. And I get lost in them. If I love someone, I start to disappear. It’s so much easier to just do googly eyes and fond memories and inside jokes for a few months, run the second things start to get real, then repeat the cycle with someone new.
Mccurdy, Jennette. I'm Glad My Mom Died (pp. 183-184). Simon & Schuster. Kindle Edition.
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