She was one of those girls who breathed fire when confronted but loved so gently that it made you forget she could.
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She was one of those girls who breathed fire when confronted but loved so gently that it made you forget she could.
thewriterthatnobodynoticed (via wnq-writers)
I’M CRYING THIS IS SO PURE AND THEN MORE AND MORE KEEP COMING OUT OF THE BOX
‘i love you,’ she whispers. and she doesn’t expect him to say it back. she’s simply letting him know he’s everything to her. and that’s love right?
unwrittenphrases (via wnq-writers)
i found myself awake at 3am waiting for you to reply to me. it was in the silence that i understood myself. i was scared of losing you and instead of holding you close, i pushed you further away; and for that i’m truly sorry
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‘do you want to know the worst part about walking away?’ she asks him. 'it’s hoping that they’ll run after you. that they’ll stop you and tell you not to leave. that they’ll beg you to stay. that they’ll tell you they need you,’ she says. 'but they never do. you never did.’
unwrittenphrases (via wnq-writers)
You are not some victim of the cosmos just a living, breathing, walking tragedy trying to make sense of it like the rest of us.
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I love you. Beyond life, beyond love itself.
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I have come to the simple, but heartbreaking conclusion that some things are meant to be over, without ever being finished.
breathedeep-breatheclear (via wnq-writers)
i. You are beautiful. No, not pretty. No, not like just the flowers. You are beautiful like the ocean. Deep and full of hidden beauty underneath. ii. You are the best thing that happened to me. Like a celebration, like a feast. You are a daily event that I would never get tired of. You made everything worth the fight. iii. You are enough. Or more than enough. Like an overflowing excellence. Whatever you do is magic to my eyes, you are magically clearing out hates and curses. iv. You are a gift from God. A spinning cloud of surprises. You are a gift. You are my present and we are the future. v. You can do it. You are the most beautiful competitive beast. Go on, reach for the stars, no one can stop you.
Keith Torres, 5 Things Every Girl Would Love To Hear (via wnq-writers)
I want to live simply. I want to sit by the window when it rains and read books I’ll never be tested on. I want to paint because I want to, not because I’ve got something to prove. I want to listen to my body, fall asleep when the moon is high and wake up slowly, with no place to rush off to. I want not to be governed by money or clocks or any of the artificial restraints that humanity imposes on itself. I just want to be, boundless and infinite.
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Maybe you don’t see people looking at you because you aren’t looking at them. Maybe you don’t hear all the good things people say about you because you’re too focused on the bad. Maybe you’re a lot more wonderful, beautiful and special than you ever give yourself credit for.
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It’s 3 a.m. and a simple poem still couldn’t depict how much I admire you.. Your laugh is like my favorite song And I would tickle the spot where your ribs meet your chest, just to hear your infectious laughter fill my eardrums again and again And I’d always been one for personal space, but somehow pressed up against you I feel safe And some nights I lie awake Longing to feel the drum that beats within your chest with each breath that you take And I’d never been one for eye contact but there’s something about the hues of green and golden brown in perfect contrast that I just can’t look away… Will you stay?
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There are three musts that hold us back: I must do well. You must treat me well. And the world must be easy.
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dont get me wrong i would love to escape this hellhole of a website once and for all but consider the fact that if i delete my blog i will be left alone with my thoughts and i simply cannot have that
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Sometimes you’re caught in what seems like a never ending battle that you can’t win. When you’re on what feels like rock bottom and the odds are against you, it’s time to pick the battle you need to fight. Set the fires that will kindle kinship in your life. Pick your battles so you can win the war, and if you stand back and don’t know what you’re fighting for then let humility take the win. Losing to yourself is moving forward stronger than before. There are things in Life worth fighting for. Pick the right battles to fight, because that is what your Life is for.
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