I Need Such A Long Hug Where You Kinda Forget Whatever Else Is Happening Around You For A Minute.

That man wrote THREE albums, THREE, about how devastating that relationship was to him and his mental health only to come running when they called again, six or seven years later, ready to pick right back up.

Love is a hell of a drug.

Renzo Novatore, from The Collected Writings of Renzo Novatore; translated by Wolfi Landstreicher

Text ID: This is the dark hour / of my black melancholy.

Mountain Laurel

Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait in Letters

nah just cuddling ain't enough, I want to merge my soul with hers

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– Rupi Kaur