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“I thought she was sleeping until I heard her call out from across the room, “Will you bring me a glass of water?” I did. Then in her always-sleepy tone and drawl she said, “Do you remember when you were a little boy and you would ask your mama to bring you a glass of water?” Yeah. “You know how half the time you weren’t even thirsty. You just wanted that hand that was attached to that glass that was attached to that person you just wanted to stay there until you fell asleep.” She took the glass of water that I brought her and just sat it down full on the table next to her. Wow, I thought. What am I gonna do with love like this.”

— One Night from Dito Montiel’s A Guide To Recognizing Your Saints (via kvtes)

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بحب صورة الافاتار بتاعي اوي، بشوفني فيها ووشها اللي مداري بشعرها وجينز والتوب الابيض، حتى ساندة ايديها ورجلها على السرير

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I will always choose to be soft and sweet.

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محدش عنده فكرة عن كوباية الينسون بعد الامتحان وانا في سريري بشربها قبل ما انام وسايبة الشباك مفتوح عشان انا بحب الجو يبقى بارد شوية وانا نايمة therapeutic والله

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“…tears which gleamed like pearls on her dark eyelashes.”

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights (trans. Alan Myers)

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زي الايام دي كدا كل سنة ببقى مروحة من الكلية عادي وبيجي على بالي اغنية بقالي كتير مسمعتهاش والاقيني بدندن فيها، السنة اللي فاتت مثلا (اه فاكرة طبعا) لقيتني بدندن

And you don’t seem to understand

A shame you seemed an honest man

انهاردة بقى لقيتني بدندن

I swore, I swore I would be true

And honey so did youu

So why were you holding her hand???

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مش عارفة امتى بقيت أنورماليز ان مشاعري تخليني احس ان عايزة ارجع ف اقوم فعلا وارجع اكمل اللي كنت بعمله عادي( it really makes me feel sick)

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monika marchewka, "dream," 2022, oil on canvas