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English teachers can either be the coolest teacher you ever had or the worst thing ever

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“I think one of the saddest things is when two people really get to know each other: their secrets, their fears, their favourite things, what they love, what they hate, literally everything, and then they go back to being strangers. It’s like you have to walk past them and pretend like you never knew them, never even talked to them before, when really, you know everything about them.”

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I feel like I'm in the midst of a war, and both its sides are me.

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It’s like you’re dripping from the ceiling walls

You’re all i see

Although everything around me is screaming

otherwise

You’re the last thing on my mind

-you’re the last thing on my mind by Aron Weight

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کبھی مل تو تجھ کو بتائیں ہم

Sometime when we meet, I’ll tell you,

تجھے اس طرح سے ستائیں ہم

oh, how I would persecute you,

تیرا عشق تجھ سے چھین کر

by taking away your love,

تجھے مے پلا کر رلائیں ہم ۔۔۔

by having you cry after making you drink,

تجھے درد دوں تو نہ سہہ سکے

give you a pain you cannot bear,

تجھے دوں زباں تو نہ کہہ سکے

give you a language but you couldn’t say,

تجھے دوں مکاں تو نہ رہ سکے

give you a place but you couldn’t stay,

تجھے مشکلوں میں گھرا کے میں

by surrounding you with hardships,

کوئی ایسا رستہ نکال دوں

and give you a way out,

تیرے درد کی میں دوا کروں

and then I cure your pain,

کسی غرض کے میں سوا کروں

without any expectation in return

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“I plant roots so deeply in the people I love that I always lose a piece of myself when they go.”

— Beau Taplin

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Lovers to haters troop

Once you start hating the person you loved the most, the hate takes a strong and powerful form, as it is arising from something that is already super euphorically vigorous- love. You must feel like the hatred and loathe has spinned it’s web around your heart like a spider spins around the house. You’ll feel like there’s not a single inch of love left in that damp , empty heart. But no matter how much you detest the particular person, there will always be this one, small, tiny element of love hiding somewhere deep, acting like an unhealed wound, that will sting everytime you listen to a song that used to be in that person’s playlist, or when you pass by a bookshop and realise you both once stopped by to buy some pens, or when you buy a snack and realise it was their favourite, or when you find untouched pictures of nostalgic event in your gallery and won’t know what to do with them. It stay there, if it was all hatred in that delicate organ of yours, it would never sting. If it stings, you’ve a long way ahead, my friend

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Love is, that you are the knife which i plunge into myself

-Franz Kafka

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The biggest tragedy, that this life can offer you, is make you fall in love with the wrong person

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She has stopped coming back, i can only meet her in dreams and lies and broken deja vu

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Lucifer : “no I haven’t given up , I had an epiphany , sort of, you deserve someone worthy of you and that isn’t me.”

Chloe: “that’s not what I’m saying lucifer “

Lucifer: “yes i know. You deserve someone better because you, detective, are selfless to a nauseating degree. You always put your daughter first even though that little urchin never contributes to the rent . You deserve someone worthy of that grace. Someone who knows that every crime scene breaks your heart, even though you’d never admit it. Someone who actually appreciates your impossibly boring middle name. Jane. More importantly, Detective, you deserve someone as good as you because well, you’re special and I’m not worth it”

Chloe: “yeah you’re probably right”

*proceeds to kiss him*

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The enormity of my desire disgusts me

Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

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I think of her so much, it drives me crazy

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Each time i walk, you start to run

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I fucking miss her so much

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I wanna drown myself in the bottle of her perfume

-Girl crush by Harry styles

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“There is a terrible emptiness in me, an indifference that hurts.”

— Albert Camus, The First Man