To truly love is to see someone's soul, follow it through the valleys and peaks, and ultimately become one with it.
Everytime my phone rings I run hoping it will be you, but theres a million reasons why that will never be true.
Everything I touch catches bad luck, I even touched our pictures and our memories turned to dust.
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"Sometimes the fear won’t go away so you have to do it afraid."
- Unknown
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May we never go back to the dark places we fought so hard to get out of 🫂.
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I can’t stand to see you cry, Photo by Rahim Fortune, 2020
When you fall in love with someone thats killing you, you dont just fall in love with the person, you also fall in love with the pain. You fall in love with every shard of glass that penetrated your skin loving someone broken and in pieces. This is what makes toxic relationships so dangerous. You become addicted to the pain, searching for something to reproduce it long after the person is gone.
We left so many seats empty
So many empty memories
The "wait I think I lost my phone can you call it, did I bring it with me?"
Unreserved tickets to distant cities
Empty hotel rooms with white linen
"How does this look on me? Today it seems like absolutely nothing is fitting."
No car rides to the beach
No foot prints in the sand
No "Hey look at this seashell its shaped weird, it almost cut my hand."
Forks and knives unused
Unscheduled resturant plans
No "I wonder where the waitors at, is that him holding plates in his hand?"
These are all the things you'd say, your ghost echoes in this place, "you think tomorrow we can stop by... well it'll probably be too late."
Too late it is indeed and too great to forget these things, once a star finally dies thats when it has the brightest beam.
So today we exchanged nothing, and tomorrow we'll exchange nothing,
But all the sweet nothings,reminds me of these somethings,
The time when you said...,
the time when we went...
A time that was beautiful, but will never be again.
Self love is powerful. It is like being a well and the water at the same time .
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“But you can’t get away from yourself.
You can’t decide not to see yourself anymore.
You can’t decide to turn off the noise in your head.”
13 Reasons Why
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That which is beautiful is often tragic
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“I have always observed that to succeed in the world one should appear like a fool but be wise.”
— Montesquieu, Pensées
Source: philosophyquotes
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When love is gone, where does it go? By Paolo Barretta
Venus gave me the kiss of death and much like Pluto I became displaced and lost amongst the stars.