cutexshinobi
cutexshinobi
Its Not You. Its Me.
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cutexshinobi · 4 months ago
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Day dreaming about you.
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cutexshinobi · 5 months ago
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I’m just a girl with pure heart and a good intentions but I have to go through so many heartbreak.
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cutexshinobi · 5 months ago
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I’m crying to read this part; I desire you violently and I wait stupidly and someday if I ever leave; that’s my final act of loving. I’m give up.
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cutexshinobi · 6 months ago
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I don’t have forever so I’ll celebrate you today and always, happy mother’s day to my mommy! ❤️
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cutexshinobi · 6 months ago
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I think this part so pretty when he said “myself as one tiny piece in the gigantic mosaic of nature, I’m just replaceable natural phenomenon” 📚📖
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cutexshinobi · 7 months ago
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“I stood before the window of my room and looked toward the sea, thinking of the vast countries beyond it and the real freedom and personal independence which can be found there.”— The Broken Wings
Kahlil Gibran
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cutexshinobi · 7 months ago
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“The poets and writers are trying to understand the reality of woman, but up to this day they have not understood the hidden secrets of her heart, because they look upon her from behind the sexual veil and see nothing but externals; they look upon her through the magnifying glass of hatefulness and find nothing except weakness and submission.”— The Broken Wings, Kahlil Gibran
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cutexshinobi · 7 months ago
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Will you remember me after this tempest has sunk the ship of our love? Will you hear the whispering of my wings in the silence of the night? Will you hear my spirit fluttering over you? Will you listen to my sighs? Will you see my shadow approach with the shadows of dusk and disappear with the flush of dawn? Tell me, my beloved, what will you be after having been magic ray to my eyes, sweet song to my ears, and wings to my soul? What will you be?– The Broken Wings, Kahlil Gibran.
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cutexshinobi · 7 months ago
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You said “I love you…” but Franz Kafka wrote: I was reading my destiny inside your eyes without even knowing it.
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cutexshinobi · 9 months ago
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Harbor and Sea
"I want to be your sea." "What do you mean?" "You said I'm your harbor, I want to be your sea." "It's the same thing, I mean I feel so peaceful with you, you're my destination, my end." "It's not the same. You take a refuge in a harbor, and when the storms pass, you leave. But when I'm your sea, the sea is your home. You surrender to it, you feel free. I don't want to be your harbor, I want to be your sea...."
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cutexshinobi · 9 months ago
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If you can’t face it today or tomorrow, you’ll face it someday soon anyway. We both know this. You won’t feel anything when you face it but I can’t say it won’t hurt. All of this will happen, you’ll experience it but you’ll get through this too. Just like you’ve overcome everything, you will overcome this too. ♥️
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cutexshinobi · 9 months ago
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At home crying over my life.
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cutexshinobi · 10 months ago
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And all the best you can ♥️
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cutexshinobi · 10 months ago
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Do everything with love, love. With so much love, passionately. All the love.
Love,
- B
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cutexshinobi · 10 months ago
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I’m a little tipsy, it’s raining outside, I’m crying ugly and laughing thinking about you, that’s so funny, I like you a little too much baby, it hurts… I love you.
Me, love you
- B
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cutexshinobi · 11 months ago
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Soulmates mirror each other’s lives.
So often, people forget what the word soulmate really means. Romantic lingo aside, your soulmate is not “the one” for you, because both of you are needed to make “a one”. Your soulmate is your other half, and you are theirs. That is why your lives echo each other’s.
When one is fighting a battle, so is the other. His battle could be literal, if he is a soldier. Her battle could be something else. About her health or finances.
When one is enjoying a triumph, so is the other. Perhaps the lawyer just won a case. While his soulmate is celebrating having lost a ton of weight.
When one is grieving, so is the other. She could be mourning her dead mother. And her soulmate could be mourning her nation’s political disaster.
The stage may be different, but the play is the same. Such is the destiny of soulmates.
Being half of another does not diminish your individual worth. In fact, the powers that be will not let you two unite, until you are strong enough by yourselves, to become each other’s weapon, instead of burden.
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cutexshinobi · 11 months ago
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I love you.
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