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A cub Puma admiring his mother
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When Mary Shelly wrote "I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other" god I really felt that
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لم يكن حلما أن أكون معك. كانت صلاة ...
It wasn't a dream to be with you. It was a prayer...
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Above Ground, Clint Smith
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Photo by harpstudio
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أريد يديك لأحمل قلبي
I want your hands to carry my heart.
Mahmoud Darwish
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“It's taboo to admit that you're lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. You can tell people that you spend most of your time with Netflix or that you haven't left the house today and you might not even go outside tomorrow. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you're not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are. A part of you knew this was going to happen. Growing up, you just had this feeling that you wouldn't transition well to adult life, that you'd fall right through the cracks. And look at you now, it's happening.”
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“No matter how many people care about you, she thought, if you can’t be open with them about who you truly are, you’re still alone”
— Diane Chamberlain, The Silent Sister (via perrfectly)
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“I don’t know what I’m like. I get glimpses of myself in other people’s eyes. I try to be careful whom I use as a mirror.”
— Madeleine L’Engle, A Circle of Quiet via Chatting At The Sky “What Everyone Ought To Know About Self Reflection”
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“You are still, as you ever were, lovely, beautiful beyond expression.”
— Mary Shelley, from “Mathilda,” originally published c. October 1812