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DEMISTIFYING CONFIDANTE🐾

I hope you find someone who will slowly lessen your loneliness until completely goes away. Someone who will not run away after seeing the rifts in your heart, but instead will go out of the way to stand by you.
I hope you find someone who will care about the troubles that are living inside your head. Someone who will understand why you overthink. Someone who will honestly tell you everything that on his mind, so you will not have to worry and doubt yourself.
I hope you find someone better than the last person you loved.
I hope that when you will be ready to enter in a relationship again, you will carefully choose someone whom you will be certain about spending your future with. I hope you will not settle for less. I hope you will not commit to someone who doesn’t realize the value your heart holds.
I hope you find the right one.
I hope you find someone who will be able to handle your enthusiasm about life, your loud and energetic vibes, your total independence, and your passion in pursuit of your dreams. I hope you find a person who will help you grow and flourish. I hope you find someone who will bring out the best in you.
I hope you find someone who will make dating simple. Someone who will want more than just casual. Someone who will not be afraid to show you, and tell you their feelings. Someone who will not be interested in playing by the rules of a dating game. Someone who will not keep a tally of who texts first and last.
I hope you’re still the kind of person who believes in happy endings. I hope you don’t give up in the search of your compatible lover, no matter how uncertain you are about when that person will take a major role in your life. I hope you keep the light in your soul because that person you’re waiting for so long will eventually come.
And I hope you don’t lose faith.


-VAISHNAVI DHAMODHARAN

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  1. Really great... each and every line made me cry & hope for something like that... keep going on witb ur work ; )

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    1. Omg my dear duck love yew a lot😪❤🐾thank yew I'm so happy my words had made a mark on your heart ❤️

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    2. My killers words and even her way of thinking itself makes mark in my heart....
      Ur a my role model for my learning skills....
      Love u my killer

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  2. It's really heart touching vaishu.

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