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lilmeanchick · 2 months
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I guess I was desperately yearning to be chosen that I became a too much of everything to please people, but somehow I was just giving them too much of what they never wanted in the first place.
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lilmeanchick · 3 months
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by Edgar Maxence  /detail/
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lilmeanchick · 3 months
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On the Beach at Night Alone, Hong Sang-soo
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lilmeanchick · 3 months
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What a sinking feeling. I am so heavy right now.
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lilmeanchick · 4 months
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lilmeanchick · 4 months
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Don’t know who this quote is by but it’s been stuck in my brain like a leech for days
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lilmeanchick · 4 months
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always alone..
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lilmeanchick · 4 months
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"وإذا حدثوك عن تفاصيل المستحيل حدثهم عن الدعاء، ويقين الإجابة"
"And if they tell you about the details of the impossible, tell them about the prayers, and the certainty of the answer."
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lilmeanchick · 4 months
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feeling like him lately
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lilmeanchick · 4 months
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The pain of your absence is better than the pain of having you in my life yearning for your presence.
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lilmeanchick · 4 months
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Leia post in honor of Carrie Fisher’s passing which was 7 years ago today.
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lilmeanchick · 5 months
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Hieu Minh Nguyen, from Not Here; “Dear X”
[Text ID: “Sometimes when I wake up & my body does not follow, I imagine it is busy lying beside you”]
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lilmeanchick · 5 months
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lilmeanchick · 5 months
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lilmeanchick · 5 months
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lilmeanchick · 5 months
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Few goodbyes are not smooth. They don't end in a good way, they end abruptly, aggressively like chopping your hair without any second thought when you're frustrated and tired to take care of them even when you tried to make them better.
They give you an ugly looking, uneven, rough departure yet lifting a heavy weight off your chest.
You found the sudden courage to break free. You leave everything on time to heal it, or at least trim the split ends when you felt it was right.
— bluebird, from solitude to soliloquy
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