Sit up straight. Drink water. Eat that cheeseburger you wanted to. Indulge in music. Dance in the rain. Kiss the boy. Hug your parents. Tell your friends and family you love them. Relax. Breathe. Breathe.
The boy that I loved, the one that left me behind for another. He's in love with me. He still is. Now he's finally admitting it to himself but he doesn't get to be back in my life. I have more now. More friends, more loves, more. And more is not longer the less that was him.
(Source: nickthomm.com, via love-personal)
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