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Love is creating a war and then sticking around to live with the destruction and casualties.

It’s that “one last time” concept that fucks you up. One last kiss. One last tear. One last fuck. One last confession. One last time shoving your finger down your throat. One last cut. One last lie. One last phone call. But things end

I have a need to take care of something. That’s why I’ve always had plants and pets and people. My high school drama teacher told me that there are some people who will be great mothers, and I’m one of them. I take care of people because

"we accept the love we think we deserve"

ditaxparlo: There was once a very lovely, very frightened girl. she lived alone except for a nameless cat Breakfast at Tiffany’s, 1961