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𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟸𝟹, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[ID: She loves quiet. END ID]

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as hurt as I am!!!! I want to believe no love of mine was ever wasted

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might fuck around and walk into a thick fog and never return idk

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— Hrishi

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You wake up every morning to fight the same demons that left you so tired the night before and that my love is bravery.

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I respect the moon's unwillingness to be photographed on a phone

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It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold, when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.

― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations.

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And if happiness visits you again, do not remember it's previous betrayal. Enter into the happiness and burst.

-Mahmoud Darwish

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Perhaps they were right in putting love into books.

Perhaps it could not live anywhere else.

-William Faulkner

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It's not a crime to annotate books. But it's a crime to not read them.

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Me 17 hours a day.

true but i dont agree

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I’m a picky person and I picked you. Think about that

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I want a life filled with poetry and dirty sex, red skies and magic stories, goosebumps and a love that feels like sunday worship. I want a life so full and so human, it hurts.

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Found this in my gallery and it made my heart happy for a second.

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— Hrishi

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hands

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I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.

-Sylvia Plath