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Alex|18|Straight
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"My experiences in love have taught me difficult lessons, especially my experiences with crazy love. The red relationships. The ones that went from zero to a hundred miles per hour and then hit a wall and exploded. And it was awful. And ridiculous. And desperate. And thrilling. And when the dust settled, it was something I'd never take back. Because there is something to be said for being young and needing someone so badly, you jump in head first without looking. And there's something to be learned from waiting all day for a train that's never coming. And there's something to be proud of about moving on and realizing that real love shines golden like starlight, and doesn't fade or spontaneously combust."

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You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug, that’s the high, and not the pill.
But did you know, that when it snows,
my eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
The more I get of you, the stranger it feels.
And now that your rose is in bloom, a light hits the gloom on the gray.

You remain, my power, my pleasure, my pain.

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