I wish I could call you now and hear your voice.
I understand why you wouldn't answer.
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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I wish I could call you now and hear your voice.
I understand why you wouldn't answer.
’The Picture of Dorian Gray’ by Oscar Wilde (published in 1890)
𝙿𝚘𝚎𝚖𝚜: 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚑 𝚂𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙻𝚎 𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚞 (𝟷𝟾𝟿𝟼)
Créditos al autor.
Alexander Blok, from “She Came out of the Frost,” featured in “A Treasury of Russian Verse,”
the picture of dorian gray // oscar wilde
Jane Austen, Emma // E. M. Forster, Maurice
𝙾𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎, 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝙰𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚢 (𝟷𝟾𝟾𝟷)
Annunciation in Nabokov and Starr Mary Szybist
"kendinin bile ücrasında yaşayan benim için gidecek yer ne kadar uzakta olabilir?"
#ismet özel
Farewell
‘swan lake, suite, op. 20a - waltz’ by tchaikovsky but you’re hiding in the gardens outside of a masquerade ball thrown in your honor, hoping they don’t find you and wed you off to some wealthy aristocrat’s heir because you know the whole affair was secretly intended for finding you an upstanding match for marriage
"buradayım. görüyorum. duyuyorum. geride oluşum varlığımı eksiltmiyor. yaşıyorum. hissediyorum."
“Let the moon sit in your lap and tell you stories. They’ll be dark and ghastly but of the most romantic kind. Let those nights when you’re alone unfold like this.”
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