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All the time... mood irrelevant. When I'm depressed, it's more of fantasizing the hows and the whens. When not, it's more.. intrusive thoughts. In some ways, the thoughts have just become.. natural? I guess natural makes sense.
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Love is..
a baby smiling at you for the first time
a dog curling up by your side...
and your soulmate kissing your forehead
when he thinks you're sound asleep
OSFED|MDD/PPD|GAD|gender dysphoria|AvPD
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