"here is a map with your name for a capital. here is an arrow to prove a point - here is my hand, my heart, my throat, my wrist. here are the illuminated cities at the center of me."
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i can’t breathe whenever you’re around. the sight of you leaves me feeling suffocated and i’m wondering when did this happen? when did the very thought of you make my breath hitch and my heart race? my thoughts tangle and my palms itch? and when the fuck did i start acting like a cliche ‘girl-in-love’? you know you’re screwed when you let someone in your veins. when you let them settle into your bones and when you allow them to be a part of you. and all i’m asking is how? this isn’t how it was supposed to go. this isn’t how the story was supposed to end. i was supposed to come out of this unscathed. 

what in the world did you to me?

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