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I want him to be you. The one I have been praying for. Kind, smart, witty and loving. The one who will never leave my side. Who will remind me the beauty of life and the reasons to live it to the fullest. But you can't see me. I wish I sparkle as a firefly in the night. Please, look at me. Give me a chance to love you.

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I thought you were a keeper,

I wish I could

have kept you.

Lang Leav

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“She wasn’t bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time. ””

— Stephen Chbosky (via purplebuddhaquotes)

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midding

v. intr. feeling the tranquil pleasure of being near a gathering but not quite in it—hovering on the perimeter of a campfire, chatting outside a party while others dance inside, resting your head in the backseat of a car listening to your friends chatting up front—feeling blissfully invisible yet still fully included, safe in the knowledge that everyone is together and everyone is okay, with all the thrill of being there without the burden of having to be.

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you ask  is the reason you're so sad nowadays  because of me i say of course not but i can feel the lie licking at the back of my teeth you ask then why do you look like you’re about to cry whenever you glance my way i say i don’t know what you’re talking about and i try to hide that the tears are there even now  you say i may be pathetic but i’ve never been blind i look away and i confess i don’t think we were ever meant to fall in love you stop speaking and for a few minutes we just sit you smoke a cigarette and i bite my nails then you say if we were never meant to fall in love then why did we i don’t have  an answer for this but you take my silence as one and let the smoke float around us before you  speak again i think we were meant  to fall in love but maybe we weren’t mean to fall in love for forever i say this is heartbreaking you say well at least now we know why it is

conclusive -c.h. (instagram: @evanescent.love (via @poeticaffinity)

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ik some people don’t understand exactly how much anxiety can irrationally prevent you from doing things, even easy things, or how much it can completely stunt your life… it’s garbage tbh and it’s not the same as being nervous, it’s not something you can necessarily just push through, you can be confident in some ways and terrified of other things for reasons that might not even make sense to you, and telling someone to “get over it” is practically a guarantee you’re making them feel even worse, so… yeah

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I am not alone, For you are always there. Wish I was at home, Secured in your embrace. But fate is keeping us apart, Until that special day comes. When you and I are both ready, To begin our very own love story.

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Dear You, I have come to realize that if we're not destined to be together in this lifetime, I should not be sad. I believe that we can be together in the next one. For two souls as beautiful as ours will ultimately have the union that the skies and the stars long ago have written. I will pray that my future self will have an easier path in finding you; that she'll exert the same patience as I did in waiting for you; and that she'll have endless faith in God's plan. I know, we shall have our own time to shine. And it'll be as spectacular as I imagined it would be. It will be sublime. Everything will feel divine. And I am sure, it will be worth it. Every single tear. Every lonely minute.

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Dear You, Another day has come. So sunny and bright. Another day of wishing that I've woken up to your embrace. I want you to know that I passed I the Bar exams. I did it my love. And how I wished you could have been there when I bawled like a child because of too much shock and disbelief over such wonderful grace given to me. But you were not there. You're out there doing something else. In a world where I am not. You're working hard to achieve your future plans which do not include me. It's heartbreaking to think that we'll probably never meet like two parallel lines on a sheet.

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Laziness: I’d rather sit here than pick up those clothes

Executive Dysfunction: I need to pick up those clothes I need to pick up those clothes why am I still watching this thing on Netflix while sitting down c’mon stand up I need to pick up those clothes I need to pick up those clothes I need to-

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I hope you read this my dear You, wherever you are right now.

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This is a holloway, a  sunken lane formed by traffic or erosion. Some in Europe date to the Iron Age!

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My Dearest You,

I am so alone.  My heart is so full and its getting heavier each passing day.  Please, come and find me.   

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Books. The gift that keeps on giving. And making amazing furniture/art/installation/lighting.

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Books, which we mistake for consolation, only add depth to our sorrow.

Orhan Pamuk, My Name is Red (via bookporn)