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Will You Still Love Me In the Morning?
Remember, that life is yours to live.
Memories are yours to keep. & love is yours to rejoice in.
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Using a single sheet of paper, UK-based artist Suzy Taylor cuts insanely complex illustrations manually — no diets or laser cuts are involved. Armed with an X-acto knife, Taylor meticulously dissects a white sheet of paper to design flower compositions, which fit different silhouettes.
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people are allowed to leave you.
people are allowed to break up with you.
people are allowed to love you but not want to be with you.
people are allowed to not want to talk to you.
people are allowed to put their happiness before yours and do what makes them happy even if it does not include you.
people are allowed to move on from you.
people are allowed to fall in love with someone else.
people are allowed to not want you in their life.
people are allowed to do whatever they want to better themselves and become the version of themselves they are trying so hard to love.
don’t be bitter towards someone who is only trying to be happy.
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It hurts when you watch someone slowly lose the sparkle in their eyes,the passion in their voice and their interest in the things they used to love.
It hurts to see that they try really hard to hide it and it hurts to know that they are doing a good job and no one ever suspects them.
It hurts that all these things happen in front of your eyes and you all you can do is watch and not do anything.
But what hurts the most is when you are the person you think about while reading this.
K.G (via midnightbluewallflower)
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If love wants you, suddenly your past is
obsolete science. Old maps,
disproved theories, a diorama.
Anne Michaels, from “Last Night’s Moon,” Skin Divers
(via lifeinpoetry)
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Introvert Moments (31516-105)
Mornings are the worst...
I never hear my alarm.
dreams dissolve into alternate universe where
just for a second
I have no idea who I am or what world I belong to.
Just for a second,
another one,
2nd alarm rings.
Brings all the baggage of that day’s work
All the business
Except,
today wasn’t like that.
Today I had no responsibility mid day
so I lounged, & I laughed, & I ate & I listened, & I watched & I got bored.
That was the trouble was.
I walked outside,
stepped into the perfect realm of me in my castle of solitude
and I sang a few songs at the top of my lungs
and I breathed in the perfect, crisp air
and I looked up at the sky
and I saw the light,
& I still don’t know what that means?
and I loved it.
and I loved it.
and I loved it.
When was the last time I did that?
When was the last time I felt that way?
Reminiscing on all that change has brought to my past,
understanding that nothing is forever,
except death.
and death is uncontrollable and apathetic.
Now, in the moment that I was in,
I just walked and I breathed and I sang along to great music.
It was private, and dark, and lonesome
and I fucking loved it.
It was happiness.
And even in writing this poem about it,
I have lost track of the bussiness of the world surrounding me
I feel like a big fish, in a tank just for her.
The space that I’m in is just mine
at this moment, I only belong to me.
It isn’t often that I can give myself completely like this
but boy,
if it isn’t bittersweet
and boy if it isn’t serenity.
I really don’t know what else could be.
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What I am confused about
is who to please.
Myself
or
The ones I love.
19/02/2016 (via @faded-and-dreaming)
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