Texts, I love texts.

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I'm always fascinated with texts like the one above. Even they have simple messages like "Fuck" or "I miss you". Words hit me like my boyfriend's elbow when we're playing on each other, and then I'll cry because it hurts too much, then I'll hit him back, more times. Ok, no need to call any cops. Metaphors aren't just working well for me.

Here's another one.

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There's something about the simplicity of every word, the thought that it came from someone's mind, someone's soul, someone's heart, probably told to someone special, or to no one at all. Even though they are everyday words, there's an air of mystery. What was the person on Flicker thinking about when he posted it? What's the shit all about? Whatever. Maybe I'm too melodramatic. But this is what I feel when I see photos like these. Again, maybe I'm all too melodramatic. :D

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