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Guys, go to therapy, you are rich, you ain't even have to worry about the bill

“That’s not too, I don’t know, needy?”
Her lips purse. “Fuck that. There’s a difference between neediness and communication of your needs, and any man who can’t recognize the difference is a turd."

Lily I need you to get out of this book, you are way too sane for these people

"As more fragments of my soul break free, flying into her keeping, I decide it doesn’t matter. She can have them. Every last piece of me.
I’d rather be lost in her than found anywhere else."

His voice drops to a whisper. “Please, please don’t regret me.”

Ya Allah الحمد لله انه المواعدة حرام I'd have done myself so dirty like I AM WEAK

I grab his hand, wrapping my warm fingers around his cold ones. “Hey. It’s me.”
“That’s the problem,” he murmurs, his fingers spasming in mine. “I want to be wherever you are. I don’t know how to let go. Tell me to leave you alone.”
My lips part and the truth ejects. “I can’t.”
His eyes find mine. For endless seconds, we stare at each other.
Then he says, “Fuck it,” and yanks me forward.

They are (he is) toxic af, I like it

this better be good