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There's this anguish in air i felt today,

The sinful numbness in heart,

The subtle tenderness in sighs

and dilapidated emotions

of sobbing souls around,

The mournful muttering of tears,

The segregating silence of one

who's spirit had departed a min

ago,

I felt that helplessness inside;

the inexplicable pain,

The unfathomable urge of bringing back

the one who's gone forever.

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“The full meaning of a language is never translatable into another. We may speak several languages but one of them always remains the one in which we live. In order completely to assimilate a language it would be necessary to make the world which it expresses one’s own and one never does belong to two worlds at once.” - Maurice Merleau-Ponty, Phenomenology of Perception

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If I could write to you about the emptiness I would say that it is killing something in me constantly. I am forgetting most of the things I loved about life. My bones feel empty and there is something that keeps breaking my ribs whenever I try to move. If this is the price of being a human over anything this world wants me to be I think I would pay it. Even though I don't know how long I can keep it up but I am trying to turn this hollowness into love for any being I come across. I believe that kindness can save this world. Maybe this saving will one day saves me too. I hope you know that emptiness I talk about is an emptiness I chose over many other things.

Ayana Arora.

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victor frankenstein is like “i’ve been hunted by the vilest of creatures” and the vilest of creatures is crying alone in the woods

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in Greek mythology, nothing can be more beautiful than the demonstration of the event of night as Nyx (goddess of night) drawing her dark veil across the sky, obscuring the shining blue of the heavenly ether and the arrival of dawn as Hemera (goddess of day) dispersing nyx's mists, bathing the earth again in the light of the ether.

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photo by saayawulf

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its so crazy to think of how us, humans, continuously give out a bit of ourselves in every single thing we do— the way we stand, the way we hold our cup of coffee, the adjectives we use when we describe somebody or something. just goes to show that no matter how much we try to really conceal ourselves, we can never truly hide what we really are from each other.

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I don’t flirt, I just talk. It’s not my fault everything I say is smoother than the cream cheese spread on your bagel

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*SIGHS * My hair has a personal vendetta against me it throws tantrums when I have to go somewhere, At that moment I'm like girl let's make a deal I'll treat you with expensive and delicious smelling hair products and in return, you will act like a good girl but no it just gives me goddamn ATTITUDE.

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“I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not walk away from things or people or moments that hurt, but I took joy in the things that made me happy.”

— Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

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I don’t ask much from the future just a few rooms with high ceilings, some trees outside my window, warm tea, stacks of books, a small garden and someone to come home to

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Is anyone else in a weird state of mind right now ? Like everything is fine but everything’s not fine

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fighting just before going out is peak brown culture

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No matter how many times you betray yourself in the end when everyone leaves, all that you'll have is no one but your betrayed self waiting for you to grab your own hand and rise again.

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Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.

—Edgar Allen Poe