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Jul 2017
Why do people seem to see themselves as puzzle pieces
Waiting to be fitted into the edges and curves
Trying to find the right one to sit with
Touching, to see if somehow they deserve
To be ruled by someone else
To be under their protection
Yet still searching if they are worthy of love
And care
And belongingness
And pain.


"What would it be like to be held in those arms again?"
07/11/17
im trying to sleep but the sheets aren't warm enough.
cherry blossom
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cherry blossom  19/Philippines
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