By Me Or Of Me
"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." -Ernest Hemingway
Mina, 17, Australia
Henry David Thoreau, journal entry on July 25, 1839 (via
There is no remedy for love but to love more.
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I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up, and the smile that follows. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I don’t want to share you.
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