if you let it pass, it'll be over.
i am a sink and an open drain.
enough.
this is so exhausting, i don't wanna do this anymore.
i dnt want complicated, im complicated on my own.
love has its limits.
see what you wnna see, believe what you wanna believe.
half-glass full, is a floating line barometer between what you need and what you desire.
denying it doesn't change anything.
i feel empty. empty.
im blaming it on the estrogen.
we anesthesize, we embrace it, we ignore it.
ride it out.
no solutions, no easy answers.
pain can be managed.
life always makes more.
pick me.
we're adults. when did that happen? and how do we make it stop?
i could quit but here's the thing, i love the playing field.
you can waste your lives drawing lines. or you can live your life crossing them. but there are some lines... that are way too dangerous to cross.
i think im gonna die today.
life is messy.
at the end of the day, faith is a funny thing.
wash it all away.
seriously?
i miss you.
i have responsibilities.
i'd do anything to be not looking at you.
what do this mean?
scared and damaged.
people are liars.
i am one.
let it be.
dr. grey's prescription
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