Deepest Desires

Deepest: Extending far downward below a surface. Desire: To wish or long for; want.

[deepestdesires]

I gotta leave cause it's a bad thing She bouta make me do the things that she wanna do It feels so good when it's a bad thing But when the lights go down come on, Elita, wave your crown

[deepestdesires]

Pst...

Hello anyone who’s still out there wandering through these halls.

[waterest]

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[deepestdesires]

Beautiful.

[tylerknott]

“Up into the trees, up into the mystery. The forest whispers.”

— Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson

[deepestdesires]

On repeat.

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[deepestdesires]

Hello! It’s been a long while. If you are still hanging around say hi...

[poemswords]

[poemswords]

“Some people are born with tornadoes in their lives, but constellations in their eyes. Other people are born with stars at their feet, but their souls are lost at sea.”

— Nikita Gill, Perspectives (via books-n-quotes)

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[poemswords]

“Miss someone until they come back, or until you come back, until their absence in your life becomes something to be avoided at all costs. Miss them until you don’t have to anymore, until you’re reunited in your favorite booth in your favorite restaurant ordering your favorite meal, miss them until it feels like you never left. Or miss them until you can’t anymore, until the things you miss are identified and cataloged as things and not a person, until you figure out that easy company and long talks and unblinking, all-knowing eye contact will find you again the way they found you the first time. Miss someone until you don’t.”

— Stephanie Georgopulus, How To Miss Someone (via books-n-quotes)

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[rouge-nuage]

Gerald Assouline , Lovers, Paris, 2016

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