'You play around, you have fun, you share secrets, you tell stories, you cry on each other's shoulders, you hold hands, you think about forever. But you don't fall in love. Because the first one who does, loses.'


true?
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i thought about a lot of things and talked about a lot of things these few days but i can't seem to formulate them into proper words nor write a decent paragraph-

thoughts.

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nono and i were talking about the future over dinner and i can't help but feel sad/worried about how bleak he paints a picture about some things-

sometimes i just wish that he could be happy-

he has that spaced out-slightly-sad face sometimes

oh, just be happy.

is it that difficult?