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“I can’t wake up”
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This heart lies in the places where it laughed out with joy. The mere humans became extraordinary friends and family. Though, we might not be together now but i cherish your presence and being most colourful part of my life. Found home within those four walls and grounds.For being there, i will externally be grateful to all of you.
-Sana
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He's more myself than I am ,whatever our souls are made up of , his and mine are the same
-Wuthering heights, Emily bronte
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"Have you ever had that feeling—that you'd like to go to a whole different place and become a whole different self?"
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Being betrayed by someone whom you thought they'll keep your trust safe doesn't hurt much.What shatters most is when we realize that we betrayed ourselves for nothing.
-Sana
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“My body is covered with wounds this world made.”
— Rabia of Basra, tr. by Daniel Ladinsky from “Music; It Acts Like Love,”
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What does love do to a person? They read your favourite books, endup saying your words more than you, they fill your cracks, they know your one flower, they cook your favourite dishes, they cherish your existence everyday and ALWAYS complete you.
-Sana
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I have your favorite perfume on, and my hair down, my nails undone and my best shirt on. Wishing this night leads to you, but you are the lucid fantasies and fading memories, slipping through my fingers, how do I hold you, how do I undo you from myself..................
everytimeyousaygoodbye ©
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And in this sad world, we all desire to be understood and loved more unconditionally and recklessly than to give anything in return.
-Sana
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[ID: A page of a play. It reads as follows, "Theseus: Stop. Give me your hand. I am your friend. / Herakles: I fear to stain your clothes with blood. / Theseus: Stain them, I don't care." End text.]
Herakles - Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson)
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Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
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You can suffer nostalgia in the presence of beloved if you glimpse a future where beloved is no more
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