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Ilya Kaminsky, from “A City Like a Guillotine Shivers on Its Way to the Neck”, Deaf Republic

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my tears that once dripped down invisible for the aggressor to see are now bright watercolors wiped up by my apologetic lover my salt-flavored pain and anguish are taste-tested, to be learned from and prevented

— bee

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Erika L. Sánchez, from "Prodigal Daughter"

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“Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.”

— Jean-Paul Sartre

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Sara Luisa Kirk, from "Begin here,"

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Edouard Boubat. Cats on a roof in Paris. 1947

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Be softer with you. You are a breathing thing. A memory to someone. A home to a life.

Nayyirah Waheed (via quotefeeling)

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you will never be too much for someone who can’t get enough of you.

Unknown (via quotefeeling)

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it's in their arms that i feel a peace i've never quite felt before.

oh, how long i've been dreaming of someone like you for

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a late night from last summer

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somewhat oxymoronic

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happy pride! a cute couple i saw a few months ago

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— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra 

[I love you. Infinitely and inexpressibly. I’ve woken up in the middle of the night and here I am writing this. My love, my happiness.]

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summer days

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