I like black and white blogs. I like black and white things in general. I crave it. Black and white. Two totally different colors. Easy to distinguish. Right, wrong. Its all clear. If our world was black and white it would be so simple. No confusion. No hurt. We’d leave when we know someone’s wrong for us because its the right thing to do. But we dont live in that world. We live in a world full of color. The lines are blurred, our futures sometimes foggy and we love despite its hurt, despite it being bad for us, because the heart is not black and white. The heart is red. It is bold. It knows what it wants, disregarding all consequesnces for passion. So maybe a black and white world would be easier. But no one ever said life was simple. Quite the opposite.
when you’re trying to get to sleep do you ever have conversations in your head and then you like get mad at yourself and be all like ok im serously going to sleep now and then you just start the conversation in your head again bc i do
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you never really know someone until you talk to them at 4 am
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