The person you think of when you stand in front of the ocean. That’s the person you’re in love with.
human after all
If you can love the wrong one so much, just imagine how much you can love the right one.
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Iris Velghe
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All The Sad Young Men | Erin O’Connor by Ellen Nolan
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mona matsuoka @ dior hc fw17
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In my experience, long before a relationship/friendship ends, there’s almost inevitably an instance or two in which the other person says or does something that makes you immediately and very strongly think, “I don’t like that. How could they do/say it? Jesus.” Rarely is it something big or dramatic. Frequently it is a small comment or act, maybe a stupid meanness that was unnecessary and achieved nothing. After the first gut reaction, your social self— your reasonable peacemaking self— usually steps in and offers up all sorts of reasons and pale, not very believable excuses for what they did. But the truth is it was very wrong, you do NOT like what just happened and your dislike is valid, instinctive, visceral, and deeply honest. Almost always it is a sure sign this connection will end and most likely soon.
Those who are heartless once cared too much.
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John Hilliard - Red Light, 1981
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Pieter Vermeersch
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Sandra Diola by Jean Pierrot
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