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My heart, it feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to escape because it doesn’t belong to me anymore. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing in exchange—no gifts, no goods, no demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me, too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.
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“Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.”

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“Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.”

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by Eleanor Roosevelt

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by Eleanor Roosevelt

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