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how could you add these groundbreaking lines to this and then leave them in the tags
Have you heard of the red string of fate?
There is this idea that the string, it connects you to your destined lover. Your soulmate. I find it hard to believe. Nor do I wish to believe it. I much prefer my hands. They hold on to people I want in my life, refusing to let go.
They grab my mother's shirt so I don't get lost in a crowd. They fit easily into my friend's hand, slick with sweat and intertwining with her fingers. They reach for my sister, dwarfing her little palm in their own. They hold onto the balcony railing as I watch people pass by, they carry fragile flowers in their palms with utmost care, they push aside the curtains in my home to let sunlight in, they hold books and crinkle the pages as I read an embarrassing scene, they cradle the faces of people I love. I could go on and on.
I think, what I mean to say is, I put much more trust in the strength of my desperate hands than in a string that may break if I tug at it too hard.
Loving things too much should not be a curse, after all.
everything looks like a nail when you've got a hammer and every song is actually about the character when they're on your mind 24/7
should've put it in with mashed banana and butter
Guy switches his friends M&Ms out for a hotdog
or not the right temperature by the time you reach the end
it’s so evil when you have a beverage and you drink it and then there’s no beverage anymore
the houseki no kuni experience
doing numblrs on tumber
We're all alone, walking in twilight
The night‘s been long, and so many have fallen
Feel no remorse, light will be breaking
Our freedom is worth it all