“that’s the sad part of the metaphor, that she (or her heart) is a satellite, circling helplessly, caught in the gravity of someone or something else. And worse, she’s unable to pull away, doomed to circle forever, or until something finally knocks her out of the sky and sends her burning to the ground.”

I’m well ready for the new.

New country. New relationships. New life.

I’d give it 10 months. Maybe even seven if I’m lucky.

Due to your self-important attitude and ignorance of other people’s thoughts and feelings. You think you’re intelligent but you should learn to think before you act.

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like he loved me.

i might be a little bit in love with Vincent Frank