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He grabbed me and kissed me lightly on the cheek and told me he never wanted to see me again.
I feel like he was thanking me for giving him a good enough reason to never look back on us. He thanked me because he hates me and it freed him.


As I was coming down I felt like everything in my life would be okay. I long for that feeling again. I reflected over my life and all the sadness I had been feeling and believed everything would be alright. It was so nice to be in such a peaceful state. I wasn’t good or great I was just okay and it was such a great feeling. I can’t remember the last time I felt this way. Everything was going to work out, I truly believed it.
But then it was all just an illusion that faded with the sunrise and I missed him. I could feel my heart breaking all over again.

I’ve learned not to make someone your world when you’re not even their first option. I’m trying not to hurt but I’m too busy sinking down.


Imran Qureshi

Imran Qureshi (1972 Pakistan) is regarded as one of the most important representatives of Pakistan’s art scene. The artist lives in Lahore, where he teaches at the National College of Art. His works have been exhibited around the world and are in numerous collections, including the Victoria and Albert Museum, London. In 2009 his work was seen at the 53rd Venice Biennial. The Deutsche Bank named Imran Qureshi its “Artist of the Year” in 2013.

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i need this.

I fell for you like it was gravity
I tried to fight it
Swim against the tide
I wish I knew then
What I know now
To swim with your current
Find comfort in you arms
Be at home in your kisses
I fell for you
It was gravity
It keeps me falling
I continue to fall for you.

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Everything about going to sf is frustrating me. It’s all so over whelming. I don’t know where I’m going to live. I don’t know how I’ll get up there. I won’t know anyone. I don’t know if I’ll even like the city. And mostly Ryan will be so close yet so far, especially if his parents don’t let him take his car. Even if he has his car I can’t make him come see me. I’m scared I won’t know how to handle it all.

“I leave before being left. I decide”

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