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If someone stays with you after you hurt them more than once,they love you. Think about it. They’re choosing pain over pleasure.

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she isn’t human; she is art, with a heart.

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I wanted you to be here. I wanted you to be here more than anything, and you weren’t. And that’s my reason for walking away. I needed you and you left me. You left me, you left me, you left me. Now it’s my turn to leave you behind. You were my 2016. Goodbye.

You were my 2016. (via myunpredictableuniverse)

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theprocast
Look all around you, darling. Look at your neighbour who divorced her husband even though it’s still not accepted to do so in your middle class third world society. Look at how she steps out and goes to work and takes care of her son and her old parents all on her own. Does she need anyone? No. Look at that old man who’s been coming to your house for the past two days to refurbish all the furniture in your house. Look at how he travels hours across the city to reach your house, carrying his sewing machine and his foldable working table on his tiny bike. He works from 9 am to 8 pm tirelessly and only asks for a glass of water occasionally. Does he need anyone? No. Look at that real life story of that woman on TV who waited seventeen years for her husband to return from war. Not even knowing whether he was dead or alive, she was a prisoner of war too. And when he finally returned, he said he doesn’t love her. Look at how that small town girl learnt to stand on her own feet, be “the man of the house”. Does she need anyone? No. Look at that withered old lady who earns her meagre daily wages by cleaning gardens like yours. Your uncle who works half way across the world and hasn’t seen his son in 5 years. Your ex-boyfriend’s mom who has lost everyone except her son and tries her best to make life better for him. That blind man outside your college who stands outside everyday selling pens, both black and blue. Do they need anyone? No. Maybe these people are put all around you to teach you that all you need is yourself to fight all your wars. But just in case, if you haven’t got that neighbour to look at, that old man, that woman on TV, that withered old lady, that uncle, that ex-boyfriend’s mom, or that blind man, then go stand in front of your mirror. Let the sunlight pour through the window and right into your eyes and watch how it changes colour. Watch how it fills with power. Watch how much strength you hold, all inside you. So if you ever feel like running behind someone who let you go because you think you “need” them to survive, look all around you. Look in the mirror.

Lakshmi Nagaraj (via theprocast)

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ifthenightcouldtalk
I want you to promise me something. Promise me that no matter how 2016 treated you, whether it was the best or worst year of your life, that you’ll make 2017 your year. Promise me that you’re going to smile more, that you’ll try to find the good in everything, that you’ll be nicer, happier, better. Promise me that you’ll leave all those bad memories, bad friends, and bad feelings behind. Promise me that you’ll finally see yourself as the amazing person I know you are. Promise me this and I promise to be by your side through it all.

2017 is our year. (via ifthenightcouldtalk)

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aawordthings
Reasons why you can’t let go: 1) Does he make your heart feel at home inside your body? Does he make you love yourself? Does he tell you the truth always? Maybe you’re in love with him. 2) or maybe you’re not. Maybe you’re in love with the attention. Perhaps you like being adored—who doesn’t? Perhaps you like being touched hungrily, because with their hands or their eyes on you, suddenly there is so much of you that exists that you weren’t aware of, because it’s not something you’re used to. 3) maybe you’re in love with the idea of having somebody to die with. Somebody who’ll hold you while you rage like a wildfire or a thunderstorm on a cold, empty night. Somebody you can spill all over when you’re tired and filled with regret, sorrow, anger or happiness. Somebody you can destroy, mindlessly. 4) maybe you’re afraid. You feel that you’re not going to find somebody better or that nobody else can love you. Perhaps you’ve become so dependent on the other person, you’ve forgotten how to be on your own. 5) maybe after watching tons of movies and books with perfect love stories, you feel entitled to achieve one of your own. Perhaps you’ve become a prisoner of illusions and false promises. Perhaps you expected too much and are still latched on to a thin string of hope. 6)maybe you don’t want to be alone.

Are you in love or lonely? (via aawordthings)

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She was beautiful, but her eyes were dead. She was talented, but her work was dull. She was alive, but her soul is gone.

mommy-kink (via mommy-kink)

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leatherbounddiaries
It’s funny. This silence between love poems. Funny, how the only time I say what I mean is when I can pretend you are not listening Are you listening? Do you hear me? And if you do, what do you think? How do you feel? How does your body react to all these little confessions of the things you do to me Will you ever put me out of my misery and say something in real time to make my soul sing and my heart soar Will you ever give me more? Or will I wait a thousand days to say the things I never say in a language other than the one you do not understand Do I even want you to understand? Do I even want you to speak the truth.

@leatherbounddiaries (via leatherbounddiaries)

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definegodliness
Only the moon knows how I long, For each night I sing her a song Confessing the dream I pursue, My wish for a life shared with you; A yearning plea, ever so strong.     My heart’s convinced that we belong; Whispers of love beyond lifelong – Who knows a soul-bond to be true? Only the moon.     When I sing the stars hum along, ‘Til the sun bangs his golden gong, Then there’s no one left to turn to; Then all my dreams fade out of view. Who is to say if they are wrong?

Only the moon.” – M.A. Tempels © 2016 (via definegodliness)

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sonador-reveur
In this land, far from home several times I’ve walked these roads  Today, however, I feel lost to the thought of the lanes  I once strolled This body then, was agile and feet much younger back then this mind worked like thunder Now all that’s left is this soul that’s old in a frame that's weak and a mind no longer bold Though, an ache in my chest still remains unaltered since I parted with my home while my heart faltered And as in a haste, I made my move This heart of mine strongly disapproved So while I traveled all the way, this far A piece of me I lost ‘cause I couldn’t bring my heart

Of Homes and Homelands, Shikha Singh (via sonador-reveur)

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juansendizon
There is a place somewhere out of this world. Another dimension. Where everything we’ve said to each other comes to life. Our truths are flowers. Our lies are weeds. Our I love yous are fruits. Our I hate yous are bugs. And I want us to reconcile there. Because despite every hurtful thing we’ve been through I still love you.

Juansen Dizon // Garden  (via juansendizon)

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I broke the silence after being lost in my thoughts. “How do you unlove someone?” I ask him. He looks at me, but not too quickly. As if he knew I was going to ask that question and he had an answer prepared. “I don’t think you can ever unlove someone. Maybe you just learn to love them less.” He answers. I ponder about it for a minute. Then I ask him again, “how do you love them less then?” He breathes, “I’m not sure either, but probably, maybe, by loving yourself more.”

41 out of a thousand entries I’ll be writing about you. (via permanent-ink-and-paper)

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voidlightmoon

Without

Fading light

I saw the

summer skies

Die in your eyes

Fall chilled  my heart

before winter

came

Stark and bare

Cold, so cold

empty as my soul

Heart a hole

a bitter toll

Downhill

from here on out

Whisper to

a shout

Without warmth

without hope

Without

you

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oldsoulnewmoon

my art in death.

he told me he wanted to paint me with his fingertips as he spoke about my poetry off his lips it was the middle of spring and I was feeling like winter  the ache penetrated me deep within my bones I sipped on his tea and told him that I collect my scattered passion from the moon I wear tightly around my neck, my wounds are as bright as each star that has survived a falling sky… he said it was a curse to love me, I let him dream  

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as is

its what i am. i dont mean it pejoratively.

its just that sometimes people dont appreciate how i say what i mean.

i try to be kind. i want to be kind.

but, i dont know how to say the thing that i mean while also harming no one.

i want to harm no one and no thing.

did you see that carrie and debbie are together now? also george michael, prince, and david bowie. god, the 2016 party is about to take place!

my best friend is in my heart right now, shining like a soft light, warming me.

also mothers. hi mom. i love you.

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