i feel small; but so are stars from a distance.
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I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up, and the smile that follows. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I don’t want to share you.
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I don’t want to be liked, particularly, I’d like to be understood.
Bette Davis, from The Lonely Life: An Autobiography