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I think sometimes I’m full of shit tbh.
I’d like to change my answer.
I think the most important quality can’t be seen but felt. Even then, maybe you don’t know what you’re looking at, so you always miss it.
I wonder what does real love feel like? The kind that doesn’t dry up at the end of the day, that simmers on the back burner and creates a heavy pit in your chest.
I discovered today that Marianne Dashwood is an ENFP, and that made me upset because I considered her weak.
Then I realized it was me ffs. Wtf is wrong with me.
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