relationships
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My bag is packed. It’s sitting by the door, waiting to be swept away, Whenever I feel that you and I are no longer compatible. So say something, Do something, To make me believe That I can stop running. Give me a reason to make a home In you, And unpack my baggage for good.
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There are certain things that carry over from the previous days and years. It’s been five years since nursing school started, five years since I got out of that terrible relationship, five years since every relationship I thought I had changed. There are so many things I’m still holding onto that I shouldn’t. After five…


