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Private relationship ft. true feelings
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soy más inestable emocionalmente que mi conexión de internet
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oh london, dusted with snow
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“Life has confided so many stories to me, I shall have to retell them to people who cannot read the book of life itself.”
— Etty Hillesum (1914-1943), a diary note of 4 October, 1942, Westerbork concentration camp, in “An Interrupted Life: Diaries and Letters 1941-43. And Letters from Westerbork″
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shadows11pink · 4 years
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El cansancio parece consumirme, aquellos día de alegría terminarían.
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Senny-森妮  -  https://www.weibo.com/u/1945277444?is_hot=1
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shadows11pink · 4 years
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Quiero concentrarme en sentir y no pensar.
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todavía estoy aprendiendo
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There are incomparable, essential and immeasurable pleasures… Reading is enriching and expanding the world where you live, it is discovering a treasure on each page, living multiple lives, being born, dying and being resurrected with each book. It is an ongoing adventure where we stretch time, because the time we read is time we double in life.
Ousía Poética ©
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Hay placeres incomparables, imprescindibles e inconmensurables… Leer es enriquecer y ampliar el mundo donde habitas, es descubrir un tesoro en cada página, vivir múltiples vidas, nacer, morir y resucitar con cada libro. Es una aventura continúa donde dilatamos el tiempo, porque el tiempo que leemos es tiempo que duplicamos de vida.
Ousía Poética ©
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“You didn’t love her. You just didn’t want to be alone. Or maybe she was good for your ego. Or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life. But you didn’t love her. Because you don’t destroy people you love.”
— Grey’s Anatomy (via perrfectly)
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rb if you are about to lose your shit, have already lost your shit, or support people who lose their shit
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““My heart is stronger now, because you’re in it.””
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