how can you mend a broken heart?
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Permalink | Notes I left a piece of my soul in the theatre today. Is it true that some people just can’t stop hurting eachother? I once had a dream with him, not long ago. It was the end of the world, and everyone was freaking out. But I wasn’t. Somehow, I was peaceful. And I realized it was because I was by his side. When the skies all blackened, and the wind blew harder, we ducked by a bush, and just stayed there. We were gonna die, but it was gonna be OK. I woke up that day and thought to myself: damn, I really love him. If the world would end today, I would still want to be by his side.