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I lost sight of the side effects of love. The sad reality that good things get broken. No amount of tape or glue can remove the regret and uncertainty that comes from being betrayed. The anger at someone's choices fades to hate towards myself in the darkness. What is the cure to self-doubt? Love. Then the cycle continues.
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May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 10:20 PM UTC
The Cycle of Love
I lost sight of the side effects of love. The sad reality that good things get broken. No amount of tape or glue can remove the regret and uncertainty that comes from being betrayed. The anger at someone's choices fades to hate towards myself in the darkness. What is the cure to self-doubt? Love. Then the cycle continues.
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May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 10:20 PM UTC
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