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Wiz
Sometimes I think I have felt everything I’m ever gonna feel. And from here on out, I’m not gonna feel anything new. Just lesser versions of what I’ve already felt
HER
becausetheinter.net

THE BOY
I don’t believe in marriage.
(then)
Maybe that’s not true. But I am against it.


OLDER INDIAN DUDE
What do you believe in?


THE BOY
Cool baby mamas.

The Preatures - Is This How You Feel

If you’re gonna break his heart could you break it gently please
Cos he is all you’ve got and you are all he needs
Almost Lover

Its easier for her. She’s seen it work out. Sure, she saw the fights, the arguments, the yelling, but one thing she’s never seen is someone giving up. Her parents are still together.

I’ve known only giving up. Since the day I was born, I was raised by two different families. And when I was 15, I saw giving up happen again. It was different though, I saw the deterioration happen up close. I saw all the missed glances and heard all the whispered arguments. Its easy to notice how little time they began to spend with each other and it was easy to see how little they cared for each other. 

Its not easy, its never easy. For some people, that option, to give up, is like a big red button they can press when things start to fall apart. One thing they don’t realize though, is the damage that is caused by that simple press of a button. And for others, that button doesn’t exist. They never get the chance to give up, because they just battle through anything that hits them; weather the storm, stiff upper lip, all that jazz that gets them through it. 

The question that I have now is: what happens to a couple when one person’s life is infused with that inner desire to let go, to move on, to give up, and the other person is a warrior, who will hold on tight and figure out knew ways to attack this situation so that they wont have to ever say they give up… because for them there is no such thing.

Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.