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The Blossoming Bean's avatar

Every word in this hit like a bruise you didn’t know was still healing. That feeling of devotion and being drawn to "march towards beautiful devastation." Oof. You captured the ache of knowing better and still choosing the flame.

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Fortune Writes's avatar

Damn, this is deep.

I haven't felt any sort of exceptional love (outside of familial) since I was 15 or so. And honestly, I'm terrified of the day I'd fall so deeply in love that I'd walk through hell for that person.

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