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guiral · 7 days
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“I am very much in love with no one in particular.”
— Ezra Miller
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guiral · 8 months
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Vi tu desinterés aumentando gradualmente y me dolió...
- Keren.
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guiral · 1 year
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“You can look at a picture for a week and never think of it again. You can also look at a picture for a second and think of it all your life.”
— Donna Tartt
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guiral · 1 year
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“If you have to beg someone to be in your life, they don’t deserve to be there.”
— Mandy Hale
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guiral · 1 year
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“If it is important enough, you will find a way. Otherwise, you’ll find an excuse.”
— Unknown
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guiral · 1 year
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“I need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life, and start figuring out the one I have.”
— Holly Black
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guiral · 1 year
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guiral · 2 years
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Você merece um amor saudável! 🦋❤️
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guiral · 2 years
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guiral · 2 years
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“Lo más valioso que puedes recibir de los que amas es su tiempo. No son sus palabras, ni las flores ni sus regalos. Es el tiempo, porque eso no regresa, y el que te dio es solo tuyo, no importa si fue una hora o una vida.”
— David Grossman
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guiral · 2 years
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guiral · 2 years
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“I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color of forgotten love and I’ve memorized that too.”
— Charles Bukowski, Memory
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guiral · 2 years
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guiral · 2 years
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“I don’t care, I love you anyhow. It is too late to turn you out of my heart. Part of you lives here.”
— Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait in Letters
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guiral · 2 years
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“I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.”
— Neil Gaiman, The Sandman
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guiral · 2 years
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guiral · 2 years
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Siempre fui un ingenuo, tal vez tontamente creyente en toda palabra humana, como si tuviesen el alma de quien las pronuncia, desde mi indeseable corazón que confunde el desierto con el paraíso, que siente la ilusión como la verdad, a veces deseo nunca volver a confiar.
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