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people are not perfected thoughts

never analyze people like novels

lookingforcortney:

I walked past him today and he smiled. That same grand smile that had once compelled me to fall in love had no effect on me anymore. God he’s gotten so handsome; I always knew he would. It’s ironic how people can increase in attractiveness while decreasing in benevolence at the same time.