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ロボボプラネット面白そう～新コピー能力かわいすぎ

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You will hear thunder and remember me, and think: she wanted storms.

Anna Akhmatova

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you have made me so kind and cruel all at once. i don’t know how to be in my heart and in yours at the same time. don’t you see? love has made shrapnel out of me.

Salma Deera, “Ode to Apollo 1″ from The Burning Ones (via 7-weeks)

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We are funny creatures. We don’t see the stars as they are, so why do we love them? They are not small gold objects, but endless fire

Saul Bellow

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Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?

Charles Bukowski

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In the winter, we shall travel in a little pink railway carriage With blue cushions. We shall be comfortable. A nest of mad kisses lies in wait In each soft corner. You will close your eyes, so as not to see, through the glass, The evening shadows pulling faces. Those snarling monsters, a population Of black devils and black wolves. Then you'll feel your cheek scratched... A little kiss, like a crazy spider, Will run round your neck... And you'll say to me : "Find it !" bending your head - And we'll take a long time to find that creature - Which travels a lot...

Arthur Rimbaud, A Dream For Winter

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you slipped inside her like a coin broke the pink sugar paper like magician sawed her in half and made the moon appear spun the blood into ribbons made her wear the ribbons in her hair you drew the sorrow out from between her legs but left something else inside sometimes when she stands up too fast it rattles, it  coils and uncoils.

Warsan Shire, “First Time,” Her Blue Body (via lifeinpoetry)

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I love you—I do—but I am afraid of making that love too important. Because you’re always going to leave me. We can’t deny it. You’re always going to leave.

David Levithan

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Forgive yourself for not knowing what you didn’t know before you learned it.

Maya Angelou