As my stomach twists and turns, pulling knots into my throat and tears into my eyes all I can do is hope that one day I’ll be good enough. I’ll be so much that I will never have to lose another person that I love.
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As my stomach twists and turns, pulling knots into my throat and tears into my eyes all I can do is hope that one day I’ll be good enough. I’ll be so much that I will never have to lose another person that I love.
I know it's not the end of us, we'll meet again when the time is right...
28/09/'20
~Panka#
There’s something inherently tragic about meeting your right person at the wrong time
"i wonder if this is moving on?
dreaming of his embrace rather than yours?
but i know i’d be lying to myself if i said i never miss the feeling of your hand in mine.
i’d be lying if i said i didn’t picture your face sometimes instead of his.
i’d be lying if i said hearing your voice rouses nothing in me.
i’d be lying if i said the sight of your name doesn’t make my stomach twist in ways i can’t quite decipher.
i’d be lying if i said that i don’t love you, still.
but i’ll never tell you that.
and though i miss you, i know this is the way it has to be."
-because you broke me. c.r.
loving you was never pretty, it was a war zone. fighting to love you or to let you go.
- unaiza n, how did i think i'll get out of this without bleeding?
Wear a mask.
Wash your hands.
Demand justice for Breonna Taylor.
“It is just the literature that we read for “amusement” or “purely for pleasure” that may have the greatest, least suspected, earliest influence on us.”
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no one:
my mom: ti me qeto mend qe i ki kerkush ska met marr
Sajid Ali
put yourself first because people ain’t shit