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a self-indulgent bot for various quotes i find emotionally affecting (aka Things Rob @Plounce Likes). sources in doc ↓. this is inherently embarrassing be nice.
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The number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it.
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Grief is love’s souvenir. It’s our proof that we once loved. Grief is the receipt we wave in the air that says to the world: Look! Love was once mine. I love well. Here is my proof that I paid the price.
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My mother hates her body. We share the same outline. She swears that she loves mine.
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To love someone long-term is to attend a thousand funerals of the people they used to be.
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Did you get enough love, my little dove? Why do you cry? And I’m sorry I left, but it was for the best, though it never felt right.
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She guessed my favorite color first try… but between me & you… I didn’t even have a favorite color until she yelled out yellow! She was smiling like a little kid. So i told her she was right and I haven’t seen yellow the same way since, its in everything. I could live in it now
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There’s a little girl in my head and she screams “unloved! unloved! unloved!” every moment of my life
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I've seen you laugh at nothing at all. I've seen you sadly weeping. The sweetest thing I ever saw was you asleep and dreaming.
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I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.
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You’re addicted to loneliness and desperation. It’s the strongest emotion you’ve ever known, so your subconscious tells you that it’s your destiny.
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Ever had a girl fall asleep on you? On purpose? Best feeling. Suddenly, my body is no longer disgusting – it’s a comfort. I am no longer a predator – I am her safe harbor, her watchdog, her pillow. Something safe and strong.
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I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.
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Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.
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It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. Ha ha. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more & more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it.
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If you are a private poet, then your vocabulary is limited by your obsessions. In fact, most poets write the same poem over and over.
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It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. Ha ha. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more & more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it.
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Grief is love’s souvenir. It’s our proof that we once loved. Grief is the receipt we wave in the air that says to the world: Look! Love was once mine. I love well. Here is my proof that I paid the price.
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Unrequited love may be painful, but it is safely painful, because it does not involve inflicting damage on anyone but oneself, a private pain that is as bittersweet as it is self-induced.
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It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. Ha ha. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more & more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it.
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I’m always soft for you, that’s the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say “come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.”
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To love someone long-term is to attend a thousand funerals of the people they used to be.
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I have belonged to you in a way you haven’t to me.
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While you studied the blade I studied you. Wow those lips sure do look kissable
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I’m always soft for you, that’s the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say “come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.”
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I ask you to please believe me when I tell you that you are beautiful and intelligent, and I have been more fond of you than I should be for longer than I care to admit. I share secrets with you that I have never told anyone, because I knew you would not use them against me.
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Teach me how to stop loving someone who is a little too out of reach. Teach me to stop writing about you.
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I only have you. Take care of yourself for me. I take care of myself for you.
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I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday.
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It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. Ha ha. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more & more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it.
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Ever had a girl fall asleep on you? On purpose? Best feeling. Suddenly, my body is no longer disgusting – it’s a comfort. I am no longer a predator – I am her safe harbor, her watchdog, her pillow. Something safe and strong.
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Unrequited love may be painful, but it is safely painful, because it does not involve inflicting damage on anyone but oneself, a private pain that is as bittersweet as it is self-induced.
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If you are a private poet, then your vocabulary is limited by your obsessions. In fact, most poets write the same poem over and over.
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Almost every woman I have ever met has a secret belief that she is just on the edge of madness, that there is some deep, crazy part within her, that she must be on guard constantly against “losing control” – of her temper, of her appetite, of her feelings, of her mind.
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I love you. I am half a person without you. Let me come with you. I have nothing left if you go.
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I still love the people I’ve loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them.
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I can't touch you anymore. There's so much to hate you for. I love you, I can't touch you anymore.
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Yes, there is a place where someone loves you both before and after they learn what you are.
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Love isn't a fact. It's a hunch at first. And then later it's a series of decisions, a lifetime of decisions. That's love.
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Every time I think about love, I think about me thinking about you.
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You will fall in love with your friends. Deep, passionate love. You will create a second family with them, a kind of tribe that makes you feel less vulnerable.
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The number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it.
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Did you get enough love, my little dove? Why do you cry? And I’m sorry I left, but it was for the best, though it never felt right.
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Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.
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I think of you, but I don’t talk about it anymore.
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I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.
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I treat myself like I would my daughter. I brush her hair, wash her laundry, tuck her in goodnight. Most importantly, I feed her. I do not punish her. I do not berate her, leave tears staining her face. I do not leave her alone. I know she deserves more. I know I deserve more.
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While you studied the blade I studied you. Wow those lips sure do look kissable
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Yes, there is a place where someone loves you both before and after they learn what you are.
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She guessed my favorite color first try… but between me & you… I didn’t even have a favorite color until she yelled out yellow! She was smiling like a little kid. So i told her she was right and I haven’t seen yellow the same way since, its in everything. I could live in it now
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I just think goodness is more interesting. Evil is constant. You can think of different ways to murder people, but you can do that at age five. But you have to be an adult to consciously, deliberately be good – and that’s complicated.
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Your love has never been a requirement for mine. I am happy. You make me very happy. I love you.
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There’s a little girl in my head and she screams “unloved! unloved! unloved!” every moment of my life
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Yes, there is a place where someone loves you both before and after they learn what you are.
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I love you. I am half a person without you. Let me come with you. I have nothing left if you go.
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Hello, my dear. Here’s a confession, I will love you the whole winter and winters here are eternal.
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Ever had a girl fall asleep on you? On purpose? Best feeling. Suddenly, my body is no longer disgusting – it’s a comfort. I am no longer a predator – I am her safe harbor, her watchdog, her pillow. Something safe and strong.
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Are you here? Are you always here? I miss you. I think about you all the time. I hear your voice say my name when I dream and when I wake up, there are tears streaming down my face. I just miss you, it’s as simple as that. I want to tell you everything.
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I long for you; I who usually long without longing, as though I am unconscious and absorbed in neutrality and apathy, really, utterly long for every bit of you.
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My mother hates her body. We share the same outline. She swears that she loves mine.
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I have desired, like every artist, to create a little world out of the beautiful, pleasant, and significant things of this marred and clumsy world.
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It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. Ha ha. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more & more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it.
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( distraught, disappointed, and a little bit devastated tbh! affy's been such a joyful project to curate & tend to over the last 2ish years. ill miss it a lot. fuck you elon!!!!!!! )
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I think of you, but I don’t talk about it anymore.
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They kiss – deep, yes, but gentle, not let's-fuck-right-here kissing or gotta-go-see-you-later kissing. The kind of kiss you give someone you suspect might be around for a while.
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It is entirely okay to say, “I do not like being a girl, and so I shall be a boy.” But it must also be okay to say, “I do not like being a girl, so I shall set about changing what it means to be a girl,” and, yes, okay to say, “I do not like being a girl, and so I shan’t.”
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Are you here? Are you always here? I miss you. I think about you all the time. I hear your voice say my name when I dream and when I wake up, there are tears streaming down my face. I just miss you, it’s as simple as that. I want to tell you everything.
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But I still love you, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I love you – I didn’t mean to say what I said.
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I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday.
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Hello, my dear. Here’s a confession, I will love you the whole winter and winters here are eternal.
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There’s a little girl in my head and she screams “unloved! unloved! unloved!” every moment of my life
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Adult female. Died of starvation. Her baby died first, and she knew what that meant. She knew she was one of the last. She grieved the loss of her child. She called for other mammoths, but she was alone; her family had all died earlier. Then she died too. It was very cold…
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It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. Ha ha. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more & more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it.
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It was lovely, it was awful, it was that kind of feeling.
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I still love the people I’ve loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them.
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I’m not used to people caring whether I live or die. It’s easier to view your concern as a misguided overreaction than to accept that my existence means something to someone, let alone someone as good as you.
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You love so many people, and they can’t help but love you back. I know it’s not the same. I know it hurts to know the love you want isn’t the love you’re getting. But trust me when I say you will never be alone. Even if it hurts, even if you’re scared, you won’t be alone.
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Because I say so little you think I don’t feel. I care a lot.
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I think of you, but I don’t talk about it anymore.
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I hope it stays dark forever! I hope the worst isn't over! And I hope you blink before I do! And I hope I never get sober!
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Every time I think about love, I think about me thinking about you.
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I can’t risk you. I wish above all things that you could be happy with me, but I would still be content if you were just happy.
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Why didn’t it happen between us? Why did I fail? Why did you come close enough… and not closer?
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I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.
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Grief is love’s souvenir. It’s our proof that we once loved. Grief is the receipt we wave in the air that says to the world: Look! Love was once mine. I love well. Here is my proof that I paid the price.
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I fell in love with you then. I knew you would not reciprocate, not completely, and I did not need you to. I was happy. But I do need you to stay alive. Please just stay with me.
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In one universe there is just us, I love you and you love me, we never hurt each other, we never let go of each other, it is only us.
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It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. Ha ha. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more & more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it.
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I have belonged to you in a way you haven’t to me.
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I don't want to lose you, not again.
Not again. Never again. Never again. Never.
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