I am a museum of everything I've ever loved.
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@beforethebeautyfades
I am a museum of everything I've ever loved.
You tell me to quiet down cause my opinions make me less beautiful but I was not made with a fire in my belly so that I could be put out. I was not made with a lightness on my tongue so that I could be easy to swallow, I was made heavy, half blade and half silk. Difficult to forget but not easy for the mind to follow.
I am a museum of everything I've ever loved.
drink your coffee. read your books. it's chaos out there.
Yours
kiss the salt off my lips one last time these tears are for you take back what’s yours before you go
sorry I texted you back in 0.3 seconds. your presence in my life is a constant joy and talking to you makes it worth it
— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
I wonder what it feels like to be loved with softness, delicacy and gentle hands.
You dont know what my body has been through. I’m suppose to be safe now, I earned it.
“I know my value and my heart is too precious, too genuine, too honest for it to be mishandled”
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She’s got hands made of delicacy so so much softness in her heart.
To be loved like no one is watching, I think that's my favorite kind of love.
“She was beautiful Yet so unaware.”
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Loving you is taking all the love I could never give myself and putting it to good use.
when you come to a point where nobody else can influence or interrupt your peace, happiness, or opinion of yourself…thats where freedom begins.
You tell me to quiet down cause my opinions make me less beautiful but I was not made with a fire in my belly so that I could be put out. I was not made with a lightness on my tongue so that I could be easy to swallow, I was made heavy, half blade and half silk. Difficult to forget but not easy for the mind to follow.