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“she lives the poetry she cannot write.”
oscar wilde
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You are running in my mind, dear. I'm bothered I like you now. Your face, lips, voice and body sticks in my mind. I hate it coz I know you are happy with your significant other. It brokes my heart but I guess this feelings is just nonsense...
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So tired of this some I just want this to get over with focc
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In this world, I don't want to tell bout everything. Sustain. Tolerate. Live. Repeat.
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No matter where you are in the world, you are at home when tea is served.
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Anaïs Nin, from “The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1944–1947”
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I just want to sleep for 10 years, and fucking forget everything
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