The painful realization that your words actually make him sick.
That you are not special in any way.
That you will not be one of those fairy tale stories.
That you are completely and utterly alone.
That yeah, it just happened...again.
That you trust people too much, and love too easily.
That love does not exist.
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So, Honeslty...
- Leighann
- I have synesthesia and I like to think. I'm a dancer, a creator, and a vessel just bursting with passion. "Be regular and orderly in your life, so that you may be violent and original in your work" - Flaubert
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