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I am not the same person I used to be. I don't know what you believe, what you think or what you see, but this is a part of me.

P/s: This does not mean I'm giving you all my secrets. You know my name, not my story. There is more to me than you will ever know.

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I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.

- (via chuckhansen)
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Jeffrey McPheeters
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id rather be vain than learn to hate myself again

I said I would go to hell for you, but I didn’t expect you to leave me there.

- a sentence or two: a series, by psycheo (x)

‘You disappear so completely into your head sometimes,’ he said. ‘I wish I could follow you.’

- Cassandra Clare  (via de-licacy)
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Everything you love is here
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