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always preferred being alone 

be like snow, beautiful but cold 

 they’ll break your heart to pieces, then call you heartless.

maybe we feel empty because we leave pieces of ourselves in everything we used to love.

be proud of yourself for how hard you’re trying.

the real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.

it may have been in pieces, but I gave you the best of me.

city of stars, are you shining just for me

girl, you’ll be a woman soon

make yourself a priority once in a while. it’s not selfish. it’s necessary

be somebody nobody thought you could be

the heavy smell of flower petals ㅤstroked the walls of my lungs

what a feeling to be a queen beside you?

screw beautiful. I’m brilliant. if you want to appease me, compliment my brain

to be reborn, you have to die first

behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic

you wanted fire? sorry, my specialty is ice

everybody you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. be kind. always.

you are the sun, the moon, the stars and all that other good shit

I don’t need my love you can take it, I don’t need my heart you can break it


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I remember the way he looked with his chin tilted towards the sky, and how the stars reflected into his hues, illuminating his features. We sat there for a while, talking about everything that came to our minds, until eventually, we found peace in silence. It was a few minutes before anything was said. “We’re all the same, you know,” he murmured, still fixated on the night before him. “I mean, more than the whole ‘we all bleed red’ cliché.” He meant it. You could see it in the way he held himself - relaxed, but excited, as if this idea had been building up inside of him. “You see that up there?” He pulled me closer, his finger outstretched to the night. “Those stars are inside of you. They’re inside of me, they’re inside of everyone. Those stars are what connect us: humanity and earth. We’re tied to the earth, and it’s been taking care of us, I can feel that, but have we been taking care of it? Does it feel everything we do?” The boy paused. “When I look up at those stars, I don’t know how to explain it, but I feel like - like maybe I’m not so different, and stuff.” He turned to look at me, and gave me the sincerest, crooked little smile. “We’re in this universe, and the universe is in us. Because past skin color and bone structure, we are all made up of the same things: hydrogen, carbon, and oxygen. And it’s all thanks to those stars.”
—  excerpt of a book I’ll never write / the reason my love for the earth is deeper than my need for gasoline.