whisperslowly:

Im starting to understand how it works. There are the girls that you fuck, the girls that you marry, and the girls that you fall in love with for a moment, realize how scary it feels, think about all the other options you still have, and leave without explanation. Then you find the girl you marry. She was never going to be me, was she? She’s the one with the long, straight hair. You always said you loved my curls. I guess they were too unpredictable in the end. Better to go with something worth taming.

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