It's me, girl i'm the impressive yet whimsical academic bookcase, speaking to you inside your brain, listen to me, girl, leave the academic CV, we don't need her! come with me and use me in your zoom conferences, we'll distract those scholars and let them think you're knowledgeable, doo-doo-doo-doo, yeah, you need me, girl, your academic competence is an illusio-
“All my life, I’ve felt like I belong somewhere that only exits in the depths of my mind. A place that is impossible for others to discover.”
— Megan Grant, Solitude & the Sea
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imma just- *spotify tumblr and pinterests my way thru life*
there’s a whole lot of life left to live. a lot more art to make. a lot more love to give. a lot more oceans to see.
when hozier said "i really like the idea of love as a violent act, not to the person you love, but against the world, to say to somebody, 'i love you; by extension, i hate all other things" and when trista mateer said "for everyone I meet with your name i'm sorry"
“I envy my tongue, which calls your name with as much care as someone carrying four crystal glasses in one hand.”
— Mahmoud Darwish
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i have stopped listening to podcasts cause my internal monologue anyway keeps me entertained.
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Love is not an one-sided contract; to love means to behave together like your are one soul made of two individuals who still hold on to their own perspectives. If you lose your own soul while loving another one, then this love is not of benefit. You can be together with another soul and yet focus both on your own path and the path of the other. The secret of love is that both souls grow and bloom through it; they encourage and water each other. It’s all about comprehension. Love does not mean giving up your own path, it’s about making the path of each other easier. It’s like walking your own path yet not leaving each other while having a great bond.
“The truest measure of our spiritual maturity is always found in private moments. When no one is looking, how pure are our eyes? When we are alone, how honest are our prayers? When there is no threat of being contradicted, how accurate are our words? The secret life is the true life. It is who we are before God.”
— Chris Tiegreen
when zoya in dhoop kinaray said : “mohabbatein bhi aizaz ki tarha li jaati hain, khairaat ki tarha nahi” we didnt listen to her.
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A man is born through a woman and he is raised by a woman and he falls in love with a woman and he marries a woman and I am surprised about the man who doesn’t respect a woman.
“I am amazed by how much people can survive, endure—and how they can go on living, laughing. After thorough devastation, indescribable loss, people’s hearts still beat. People can, still, live. This is perplexing, bewildering news to me. Defies all sense and gravity to me. And yet. When I see people living—and we do! we do everyday!—in and through and around all kinds of circumstances, I am in love and want to know, how, how?”
Thinking about when someone rests their head on your shoulders and suddenly you are barely breathing because you don't want to disrupt their comfort by moving. I will never get over how there can be so much love in silent gestures.
the biggest lesson im learning is that nothing is as extreme or as permanent as our emotions convince us they are. nothing is certain and things are always fluctuating and there are always exceptions and there are always mistakes. there is always pain and there is always love. everything is a delicate touch away from changing
When Jane Austen wrote,"If I loved u less,i might be able to talk about it more" and when Nizar Qabbani said ," My love for u is higher than words,so i have decided to fall silent" and when Katherine Mansfield wrote, "what I feel for you cannot be conveyed in phrasal combinations,it either screams out loud or it stays painfully silent but I promise you-it beats words. It beats world's". My heart ached beautifully <3