I wish someone cared enough to help me
We can speak obsession, we can love the endless.
I have nothing of particular importance to say here.
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Some people will never understand the kind of super power it takes for some people to just walk outside.
Andrea Gibson
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The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think.
Stephen King
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