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Words to live by, words to love by
TALK TO ME NICE..
i am holding my loneliness and she is a teenage girl with puffy eyes, and i love her more than i have ever loved anyone
Safia Elhillo, from "Summer," Girls That Never Die.
“… but until then, I drift aimlessly- like a shadow searching for it’s hold.”
-𝘢𝘺𝘢 // 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴
"I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. But I think I have known it pretty often, too often."
-Tales of Ordinary Madness By Charles Bukowski
“My darling ,you hold so much sadness in your eyes, I can almost touch the scars in your soul and cry.”
-Alexandra Vasiliu
- Beau Taplin
“Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic”
— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
- Mahmoud Darwish from 'Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut c. 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)
"I can't tell you how piercingly and endlessly I think about you."
– Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vita Sackville West
i want to be known.
truly, deeply known.
to have someone see
the unique,
the mundane,
(and especially the annoying)
things about me,
that i don’t notice.
or that i try to hide.
someone who can
no.
someone who wants to
understand me fully.
and in a way that
i have yet to.
but.
i yearn for the opportunity
to be that person
for someone else.
the equal gift and reception
of understanding
about that which makes us.
if that’s not love?
then let me live in indifference.