Love you forever, like you for always.

Jen. 21. SC. These are my thoughts, my ideas, my wishes, my loves. These are the monsters and the things in my head. This is my life.
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When something bothered me, I didn’t talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that’s just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own. By Sputnik Sweetheart (Haruki Murakami)