"We knew the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love, and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them. We knew that they knew everything about us and that we couldn't fathom them at all."
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I hate that we can’t openly crave love without appearing to lack self-love. Intimacy is a necessity and no one should ever feel like they’re robbing themselves of anything by asking for someone to share that kind of love with them. You’re not weak because you want someone to look at you like you’re gold. You can look at yourself like you’re gold but I promise that the greatest thing we’ll share as humans is a connection. Connect.