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I know I should walk away but I some how can’t figure out how to move my legs that move away from you, 🖤
“I don’t get jealous,” I said before I met you. Now, I am jealous. Of the landscapes you take pictures of. Do they know how lucky they are to have your attention? I envy the walls you lean against when you’re too tired to stand, and the car keys you bring on your adventures, and the necklace that rests against your collarbone and warms to your skin. I am jealous of the girl who studies your eyes as they change colors, without having to hide her gaze. I ache to be your late-night craving, your early-morning thought. I burn when you gift her with the smile I can’t stop writing about. “I never got jealous,” I say. “Not until I found something to be jealous for.”— Jealousy (via goodkoalatea)
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“It’s important to do what’s best for you, whether people approve of it or not. This is your life. You know what’s good for you.”— Unknown