Unfortunately you could sacrifice pieces of your flesh and still be considered selfish for wanting to keep your bones.

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Unfortunately you could sacrifice pieces of your flesh and still be considered selfish for wanting to keep your bones.
I asked the winds to tell you that I love you. So, hopefully thatās been handled! So, if you enjoy the cool breeze going across your face, itās just me saying I love you, I love you. šš§š»āāļø
A morning of a hunter š (he tryna hunt me).
Most of the times Iām crying over myself; keep pray and begging for once in my life let me get what I want, Lord knows it would be the first time. āB.
Me everytime I read āsentimentalā it reminds me about Dostoevskyās āa sentimental love story (from the memoirs of a dreamer)⦠or was his destiny from the start to be but just one moment near to you heart?ā
Wow Iām such a yearner, such a lover girl ā¤ļø
Does he bring you flowers, princess? š
"Strong love is poison. We treat each other badly although we love each other very much. We can't just love or very much love more than anything in the world or we will hate with all our heart."
Shame.
You said the word "shame" at least three times. Are you aware of that? Shame is the deepest of emotions. It's the most respectful, the most human. If a person knows they've done something wrong and can feel ashamed... you can trust that person, they said. Because that means they carry human qualities, no one is perfect, no one is complete. We make mistakes, the important thing is to realize these mistakes, to feel sorrow for them and to strive to correct the mistakes we've made. Courts, they're not only exist in courthouses, also exist inside all of us, there is a heavy criminal court judging in your heart. People who know shame the courts within them give very heavy sentences to the person, every crime has a punishment, but you have sentenced yourself to the heaviest punishment; that is death, you've secretly intended to kill yourself.
Day dreaming about you.
Iām just a girl with pure heart and a good intentions but I have to go through so many heartbreak.
Iām crying to read this part; I desire you violently and I wait stupidly and someday if I ever leave; thatās my final act of loving. Iām give up.
I donāt have forever so Iāll celebrate you today and always, happy motherās day to my mommy! ā¤ļø
I think this part so pretty when he said āmyself as one tiny piece in the gigantic mosaic of nature, Iām just replaceable natural phenomenonā šš
āI stood before the window of my room and looked toward the sea, thinking of the vast countries beyond it and the real freedom and personal independence which can be found there.āā The Broken Wings
Kahlil Gibran
āThe poets and writers are trying to understand the reality of woman, but up to this day they have not understood the hidden secrets of her heart, because they look upon her from behind the sexual veil and see nothing but externals; they look upon her through the magnifying glass of hatefulness and find nothing except weakness and submission.āā The Broken Wings, Kahlil Gibran
Will you remember me after this tempest has sunk the ship of our love? Will you hear the whispering of my wings in the silence of the night? Will you hear my spirit fluttering over you? Will you listen to my sighs? Will you see my shadow approach with the shadows of dusk and disappear with the flush of dawn? Tell me, my beloved, what will you be after having been magic ray to my eyes, sweet song to my ears, and wings to my soul? What will you be?ā The Broken Wings, Kahlil Gibran.
You said āI love youā¦ā but Franz Kafka wrote: I was reading my destiny inside your eyes without even knowing it.