Love Yourself: And I began to let him go. Hour by hour. Days into months. It was a physical sensation, like letting out the string of a kite. Except that the string was coming from my center." - Augusten Burroughs, You Better Not Cry

And I began to let him go. Hour by hour. Days into months. It was a physical sensation, like letting out the string of a kite. Except that the string was coming from my center." - Augusten Burroughs, You Better Not Cry

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YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME!
X.O.X.O.

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