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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
we're not kids anymore.
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Discoholic 🪩
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if i look back, i am lost
almost home
Not today Justin
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YOU ARE THE REASON
$LAYYYTER
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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@peaceishim
To write poetry, one must be a little wounded from inside.
-A.S.
I have got a bruise under my eye, and it hurts a little more today, when I try to wipe off the tears
there are days when I miss you too much and I can't do anything about it
It's strange how the world sees me as lovable, worthy of all the affection, yet somehow, they still choose to walk away. A bittersweet paradox—being seen as enough, yet never held onto. It’s funny, and sad, how love feels so near, yet always out of reach.
“I think what I wanted most was just a little more time with you, just a few more moments to hold you close before life got in our way.”
— A love letter I plan to send (Acker, John)
I think the purest form of love can only be done when you are young; the moment you become an adult, you have already met with people and almost formed trust issues, and you already know how people can take advantage of you, and you also learn what benefits someone can give; it all becomes a transaction at this age; love is long lost and gone.
- “ Khush raha karo ”
- “ Sath raha karo .. tumhari maujoodgi mei mujhe khush rehney ki koshish nahi karni parti ”
i miss you but you are fine without me
Wrote it from a reel - @halaa.ath on Instagram
It's January, and you have gone far from me,
Again
like you went last year.
It has always been like this, in friendships, with family and with the person I love
Jin logon ka pyaar sabse zyada chahiye hota hai unhi ka sabse kam milta hai.
I asked him if we could exchange our minds maybe that way, I’d be able to think of him less, and he’d be able to think of me more (A.S.)
How can I make space for someone else in my heart, To make space, old things must be let go.
But how could I do that to you?
How can I ever separate you from my heart or my heart from you?
(A.S.)
