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emilia clarke for marie claire, may 2014

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Out of the three (past) guys I’ve dated, two of the reltionships ended with another girl in the picture. Because of this, I know VERY well what it feels like to be a second option. Thinking that you’re not good enough for someone, that the person you put on a pedestal will only glance at you for a few seconds and then focus their eyes on someone else, is the worst. Feeling like you don’t love enough, give enough, appreciate enough, and then blaming yourself for him choosing someone else really hurts. In the end, actually, it wasn’t me that didn’t love enough. I loved too much, and he didn’t reciprocate the same amount of love back. I never did anything to give him a reason to look at another girl the same way he looks at me, while I was still there. 

It took months of grieving to come to the conclusion that it wasn’t my fault. Although I did finally realize that, I was still bruised from the fall. I still am. Because this happened to me twice, it really did its damage. I have this constant fear that the person I am currently dating will find someone better. That suddenly, one day, he’ll think that I’m not good enough anymore and he will begin his search for a cuter, funnier, smarter, skinnier, better girl. And I won’t be able to do anything about it. I won’t be able to say or do anything to make him stay and see that I should be more than enough, that is, if he really did love me the way he said he does.

I am currently in a wonderful relationship with a great guy. I trust and love him with all that I have, but I am still damaged goods. The small thought of “he’s going to find someone better” still lingers in the back of my head. It will always be eating at my self-esteem a little bit. All I can do is pray he won’t, hope he doesn’t, and trust that he will always see me as more than enough for him. 

No one should ever feel the pain of feeling alone when you’re standing next to the person you love. 


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Source. This is a real thing. It’s happening.

HIV Has Been Cured in a Child for the First Time

HIV Cure: New Drug ‘Vacc-4x’ May Become First Functional Cure Against the Virus

The Man Who Had HIV and Now Does Not

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"she’s just playing hard to get" 

have u ever considered that maybe she just isnt interested ???¿¿¿

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lava + sea = lots of steam by Matt Northam on Flickr.

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Ah Jason, he is a total legend. Yes, our first ever meeting in the lobby of a Belfast hotel did start by him rugby tackling me to the floor yelling “WIFEY!!”

- Emilia Clarke


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Art exists because life is not enough.

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Time, we can never escape from it. It changes everything and everyone.

i dont know that pen looks perfectly ok

the pen actually changes mentally, it takes up smoking and get’s in with a bad crowd. we are all worried about the pen

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Korean Kimichi Wrap

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No matter what people tell you, words and ideas can change the world.

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summer on the sea, part four by Danielle Hughson on Flickr.

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