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I'm always comparing myself to you. I'm always weighing our lives against each other, trying to see who's coming out on top. I feel like a hideous failure, so if I stood next to you, I'd slouch - because the weight of you being better than me is heavy on my shoulders.

I feel like I'm missing out on the majors bits of your life, because I'm not there. And you know I'm not there. So we're both feeling my absence.

I wanted -

 I want to -

I. Me. We. Were. Will we become something, like we've always wanted?

Or will be fall between the cracks like the roots of a dying weed?

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If you read this, you rock. <3

xx Nicole Rose
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  1. autumn22.2.15

    this was truly beautiful <3

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  2. Lauren22.2.15

    Oh wow, Nicole <3
    This.

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  3. jordan sky22.2.15

    #goalinlife
    To one day be so good at conveying emotions through writing as Rose.

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  4. Abigail Lennah22.2.15

    <3 Wow.

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  5. Jolly23.2.15

    Beautiful. Love this.

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  6. k23.2.15

    Loved this ;) You should make more posts like this! Absolutely lovely
    blog ♥

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  7. elisabeth23.2.15

    "I. Me. We. Were. Will we become something, like we've always wanted?"
    your writing speaks life<3
    this was better than amazing. xxx.

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  8. Liz25.2.15

    I love sad, romantic bits of writing. Dear goodness, I'm such a softy. This tells a story without actually telling it...does that make sense?

    You wrote this, so you rock. <3

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