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Wendy Herrera

@wendylillian19

Some people are born with tornadoes in their lives, but constellations in their eyes. ॐ 
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“For your sake, I hope you don’t fall in love with a writer. Fall for a writer and you’re the muse of art, an immortal subject of emotion. Fall for a writer and you will be more than passion. Break the heart of a writer, you’ll be a villain. You’ll be missed and vied for. Break the heart of a writer and you’ll forever be a poem, a poem of everything terrible in the world. Love a writer and you’ll be a masterpiece”

— -immortality

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أنا أسفه

فأنا لست حلالك في هذه الدنيا الفانيه

ولكن ربما التقيك في وقت لا يحكمه ألقابهم البائسه

مكان نقي ربما نجده في سمائنا السابعه

حينها سأقول لك أحبك وأنا لست بخائفة وأحتضنك حتى النهايه.

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waadtariq

i’m sorry

i’m sorry i could never be yours

in this transient world

but perhaps one day we’d meet 

in a place ungoverned by their ugly words 

some place pure and innocent

perhaps in God’s seventh heaven

where i could finally tell you i love you

unafraid and unabashed

and finally in your arms

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waadtariq
“all i need is e v e r y t h i n g on the tip of my tongue but everything is temporary and nothing lasts forever.”

so i cover my mouth and swallow on nothing | wt. (via waadtariq)

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luckymlmb

i hate when you miss someone but you doubt that they miss you so you just kinda exist in that space of not wanting to bother them, but wanting to talk to them and see them because you miss them and enjoy their presence so in the end you just kinda stay silent and hope they maybe miss you too

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“Touch the earth, love the earth, honor the earth— her plains, her valleys, her hills, and her seas; rest your spirit in her solitary places.”

Touch the earth, love the earth, honor the earth— her plains, her valleys, her hills, and her seas; rest your spirit in her solitary places.

Ernest Dimnet (via peonyandbee)

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All your flaws remind me of creaky floorboards and dusty windows. They are what make your heart my home.

- I still love the things I know you must hate about yourself