𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟸𝟹, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: She loves quiet. END ID]
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as hurt as I am!!!! I want to believe no love of mine was ever wasted
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might fuck around and walk into a thick fog and never return idk
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You wake up every morning to fight the same demons that left you so tired the night before and that my love is bravery.
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I respect the moon's unwillingness to be photographed on a phone
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It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold, when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations.
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And if happiness visits you again, do not remember it's previous betrayal. Enter into the happiness and burst.
-Mahmoud Darwish
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It's not a crime to annotate books. But it's a crime to not read them.
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I’m a picky person and I picked you. Think about that
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Richard Siken, Crush; from ‘Wishbone’
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I just want to live in big oversized sweaters and read while drinking hot coffee and look out at the rain from the comfort of my tiny cozy little home.
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I want a life filled with poetry and dirty sex, red skies and magic stories, goosebumps and a love that feels like sunday worship. I want a life so full and so human, it hurts.
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