I rearrange my memories, I try to rewrite our life...

   Our shadows dance in a parallel plane, just two different endings, you learn to repair, and I learn to keep me in one place. 

-Ariana Grande, I wish I hated you

   16 y/o me would've cry yet will be so happy to watch herself now. Don't worry, I got you always, babygirl. 

   Here, sincere by Khalid. His songs are so melancholy yet gorgeous. 

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