you’re not for everyone. so what. literally so what. you still have people who will always love you & whom you mean the world to. and you also have yourself. you’re not missing out, they are
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Emily Dickinson, from “No crowd that has occurred” (Poem #515), Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
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