hopelessromantic
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they talk about you because when they talk about themselves nobody listens
the versions of people I've loved don't exist anymore and I find peace in knowing that no other person can love the same version of them that I've loved
Virginia Woolf, from her novel titled "The Waves," originally published in 1931
