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Guarding something you cannot control is like putting yourself in a war you were never trained for. Or maybe you were — but still, it ends up placing itself in danger, and eventually, it kills its own. Our heart is just like that: soft, wired to love, but bound to hurt.
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Apr 18, 2025
Apr 18, 2025 at 11:26 PM UTC
wired to hurt
Guarding something you cannot control is like putting yourself in a war you were never trained for. Or maybe you were — but still, it ends up placing itself in danger, and eventually, it kills its own. Our heart is just like that: soft, wired to love, but bound to hurt.
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Apr 18, 2025
Apr 18, 2025 at 11:26 PM UTC
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