when I met you,
flowers started growing
in the darkest parts of my mind

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i’m forever stuck between wanting to discover loads of new music and wanting to listen to the same 4 albums over and over again

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So what if things affect me a little more than they do you, and sometimes I cry more than any human should. So what if I get protective over my girlfriend; because what’s mine is mine, end of story. I’m overly sensitive, overly jealous, and overly emotional. That’s just who I am, so fuck it.