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eloueramuse · 17 days
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I truly believe we can’t love what we don’t understand.
We can appreciate things and like things and feel certain emotions
But we cannot love something til we understand it.
You would not tell someone you loved a poem and not be able to tell them what it’s about,
What it meant to you,
How you understand it.
You would not say such a thing about a book, or a painting, or a sculpture,
or a sunset, or the sensation of warm water on your hands,
or a play,
or a person you swear you love.
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eloueramuse · 17 days
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There will be a moment when u realize you're 25 when yesterday you were just 15 and you would not be able to tell how decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Sense will remind of your childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but i hope you remember to breath and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little.. because tomorrow is 35, when yesterday was just 15. Each passing year feels like a silent farewell to the innocence of youth, leaving behind a trail of bittersweet longing for the days when life seemed simpler.
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eloueramuse · 17 days
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life is good again (talked to my mom)
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eloueramuse · 17 days
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me to me every two seconds: don't take it personally don't take it personally don't take it personally
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eloueramuse · 17 days
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I am a terrible combination of “whatever happens, happens” and “If everything doesn’t go according to plan, I will vaporize”
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eloueramuse · 17 days
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eloueramuse · 17 days
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the world needs more handwritten letters confessing love
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eloueramuse · 17 days
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if you haven’t, i hope you fall in love with life again. i hope you wake up with a happy sigh, hope you feel like doing things you enjoy, hope you are surrounded by people who make you feel safe, hope you smile at yourself in the mirror.
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eloueramuse · 17 days
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eloueramuse · 25 days
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eloueramuse · 1 month
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born to stargaze,
forced to live in a light-polluted city.
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eloueramuse · 1 month
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mundane tasks like wiping down surfaces & folding the laundry can be spiritual practices and even blessings if we allow them to be
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eloueramuse · 1 month
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you deserve a calm love that's patient, caring & considerate. someone who never let's you sleep with a heavy heart or makes you question their loyalty. someone who motivates, supports and celebrates you. someone who makes promises and keeps them. A love you never have to heal from.
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eloueramuse · 1 month
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the feminine urge to isolate from society and meditate in the mountains and let my soul rest
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eloueramuse · 1 month
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eloueramuse · 1 month
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There is a myth that says " brown eyes used to shine like the moon; so to hide their charm they were coloured by the river of heaven's honey ".
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eloueramuse · 1 month
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"why are we embarrassed by silence?
what comfort do we find in all the noise?"
-Mitch Albom, 'Tuesdays with Morrie'
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