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i think its over

c’est pas pour gagner, he tells me. 

well, i guess our love isn’t either.

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fuck yeah mayday!
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You carry away with you a reflection of me, a part of me. I dreamed you; I wished for your existence. You will always be a part of my life. If I love you, it must be because we shared, at some moment, the same imaginings, the same madness, the same stage.
Anaïs Nin (via aventre)