102, coffee
“Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.”
How many times can a heart break till it ceases to exist?
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I sleep too much and don’t get enough sleep all at once.
“I,” she says, “am always stuck. I am always stuck between giving people everything because I am dying to create meaningful relationships, and giving them nothing at all because then if they leave, at least I’ll be left whole.”
The hall looked spectacular. Festoons of holly and mistletoe hung all around the walls, and no less than twelve towering Christmas trees stood around the room, some sparkling with tiny icicles, some glittering with hundreds of candles.