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Dominic Riccitello

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We’d come home drunk and lie in bed, I’d ask what was on his mind since something always was. He’d ignore it until I grabbed his hands and pinned him down. He didn’t think I loved him because I always wrote about my ex-boyfriend. Truth is, I did and I do love him. But it just doesn’t come when you’re happy.
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Topic: Happiness
Regardless, step back and appreciate how lovely the little things were.
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Topic: Happiness
I was nineteen. You had your lips on my neck and whispers in my ear. You drove me crazy. But I mistook crazy for absolute happiness.
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Topic: Happiness
I used to look in the mirror and fall in love with myself more each day. One day that stopped and I didn’t realize it until I started to love myself again.
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Topic: Happiness
Some fake happiness, some fake sadness and some fake an orgasm.
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Topic: Happiness
The ones looking for happiness in others are the ones who haven’t learned contentment.
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Topic: Happiness
I’m bothered by this generation's need to justify why they’re in love instead of just being in love.
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Topic: Relationships
Love soft, but hard enough to tear me apart.
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Topic: Relationships
You don’t get over it. You move past it. You move through it. You lose yourself to find it, and when found, it’s yours and no longer theirs.
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Topic: Relationships
Fake happiness is the worst kind of sadness.
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Topic: Happiness
I’ve never known an ounce of sanity or where to find this so-called happiness.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
There’s this belief that we’re supposed to love someone else, but we’re not. You’re supposed to love yourself and if someone comes along and you like the way they walk, talk and how your universes collide – then you go for it. If it doesn’t, you stop and take a step back and continue your journey.

People complicate life and have this perception that we require someone constantly. But when it comes down to it, all we need is ourself as no one else can be us.
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Topic: Relationships
I am not a hopeless romantic. I don’t hope for romance. I don’t really hope for anything. Just me, myself and I and if someone else comes along, that’s fine.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
We’d come home drunk and lie in bed, I’d ask what was on his mind since something always was. He’d ignore it until I grabbed his hands and pinned him down. He didn’t think I loved him because I always wrote about my ex-boyfriend. Truth is, I did and I do love him. But it just doesn’t come when you’re happy.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
Regardless, step back and appreciate how lovely the little things were.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
I was nineteen. You had your lips on my neck and whispers in my ear. You drove me crazy. But I mistook crazy for absolute happiness.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
I used to look in the mirror and fall in love with myself more each day. One day that stopped and I didn’t realize it until I started to love myself again.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
Some fake happiness, some fake sadness and some fake an orgasm.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
The ones looking for happiness in others are the ones who haven’t learned contentment.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
I’m bothered by this generation's need to justify why they’re in love instead of just being in love.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Relationships
Love soft, but hard enough to tear me apart.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Relationships
You don’t get over it. You move past it. You move through it. You lose yourself to find it, and when found, it’s yours and no longer theirs.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Relationships
Fake happiness is the worst kind of sadness.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
I’ve never known an ounce of sanity or where to find this so-called happiness.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
There’s this belief that we’re supposed to love someone else, but we’re not. You’re supposed to love yourself and if someone comes along and you like the way they walk, talk and how your universes collide – then you go for it. If it doesn’t, you stop and take a step back and continue your journey.

People complicate life and have this perception that we require someone constantly. But when it comes down to it, all we need is ourself as no one else can be us.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Relationships
I am not a hopeless romantic. I don’t hope for romance. I don’t really hope for anything. Just me, myself and I and if someone else comes along, that’s fine.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
We’d come home drunk and lie in bed, I’d ask what was on his mind since something always was. He’d ignore it until I grabbed his hands and pinned him down. He didn’t think I loved him because I always wrote about my ex-boyfriend. Truth is, I did and I do love him. But it just doesn’t come when you’re happy.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
Regardless, step back and appreciate how lovely the little things were.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
I was nineteen. You had your lips on my neck and whispers in my ear. You drove me crazy. But I mistook crazy for absolute happiness.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
I used to look in the mirror and fall in love with myself more each day. One day that stopped and I didn’t realize it until I started to love myself again.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
Some fake happiness, some fake sadness and some fake an orgasm.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
The ones looking for happiness in others are the ones who haven’t learned contentment.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
I’m bothered by this generation's need to justify why they’re in love instead of just being in love.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Relationships
Love soft, but hard enough to tear me apart.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Relationships
You don’t get over it. You move past it. You move through it. You lose yourself to find it, and when found, it’s yours and no longer theirs.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Relationships
Fake happiness is the worst kind of sadness.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
I’ve never known an ounce of sanity or where to find this so-called happiness.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness
There’s this belief that we’re supposed to love someone else, but we’re not. You’re supposed to love yourself and if someone comes along and you like the way they walk, talk and how your universes collide – then you go for it. If it doesn’t, you stop and take a step back and continue your journey.

People complicate life and have this perception that we require someone constantly. But when it comes down to it, all we need is ourself as no one else can be us.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Relationships
I am not a hopeless romantic. I don’t hope for romance. I don’t really hope for anything. Just me, myself and I and if someone else comes along, that’s fine.
NOT YET RATING ▼
Topic: Happiness