Sometimes I move towards the feeling that it doesn't matter where I am or who I'm with because it's just going to end and I'll have my heart broken anyway. I fall in love with everywhere I live, and I always have to leave. (Except that now I can feel myself holding back, which gives me a little twinge of sadness in itself.)

Don't change your deodorant at a particularly emotional time in your life, because you'll have to smell it and be right back there every single day.

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