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I'm tired of Pretending

I'm tired of saying i don't love you

I convinced myself that i do not care

But my heart is just laughing in the language of love

Even though the distance

Even though the problems

I will always find a way to reach your heart

I do not want to act like im not here just for you

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An artwork inspired by a excerpt from a poem written by @deadlydevotedcass

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god i love looking at art……….literally colors and lines man……..so revolutionary………completely life changing………….

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Forever!!

“Books are the means to immortality: Plato lives forever, as do Dickens, and Dr. Seuss, Soames Forsyte, Jo March, Scrooge, Anna Karenina, and Vronsky. Over and over again Heathcliff wanders the moor searching for his Cathy. Over and over again Ahab fights the whale. Through them all we experience other times, other places, other lives.”

—

Anna Quindlen

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Mine tooo!!!!

my absolute favourite poem

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Someone posted this on twitter

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You’ve felt it, haven’t you? Those feelings that seem to get so big in your chest, like something is so beautiful it aches?

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“A few hours after arriving at his new home”

(Source)

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https://www.instagram.com/p/CGyBNUNHTsT/

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Stop telling people in twitter that things already happened in tumblr!!! I wanna see them organize their own dashcon, dont discourage them!!!

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Detail from “San Gaspare del Bufalo intercede per le anime del Purgatorio” (2016) by Giovanni Gasparro

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“She was still holding out for something that wasn’t going to happen. She was good at waiting. That seemed like a sad thing to be good at.”

— Ann Brashares  (via quotemadness)

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where did I make mistake in loving you stronger than the Earth holds the Moon?

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Ive always wondered how people become happy...

What makes you happy?

I have tried speaking happiness into existence but almost every single thing takes me back to unhappiness.

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I love to write and read books by good authors. Although I've never read this, it looks good.

#author #writer

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για την αγάπη μου

part 15

are we still in love?

or did we ever loved each other?

I'm exhausted for now

I don't know if I can wait

I don't know if I ever come back

and

I don't know if you will come back to my mind

It's already dead so we should just buried it.

light the candles

forget

and leave.

but how can I bury something

what still has a will for life?

how can I bury something what is happier every second it breaths?

How can I bury the love that was never given?

It's like a light that never saw the lighter

It's like a rain that never had a water

It's like a wind that never had an air...

It's like you are the Everything

but somehow full of nothing.

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“But there isn’t actually a most beautiful person in the world because there so many kinds of beauty. Some people love roundness and softness, and other people love sharp edges and strong muscles. Some people like thick hair like a lion’s mane, and other people like thin hair that pours down like an inky waterfall, and some people love someone so much they forget what they look like. Some people think the night sky full of stars at a midnight is the most beautiful thing imaginable, some people think it’s forest in snow, and some people… Well, there a lot of people with a lot of ideas about beauty. And Love. When you love someone a lot, they just look like love.”

- Rebecca Solnit, from Cinderella Liberator