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We once said that only death would tear us apart. Death was late and we spilt.
- Mahmoud Darwish
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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يوما ما قلنا لن نفترق إلا بالموت، تأخر الموت وافترقنا
We once said that only death would tear us apart. Death was late and we spilt.
- Mahmoud Darwish
"Beautiful Losers", Leonard Cohen
i love you, it looks like rain, june gehringer
Eyvind Earle ( 1916-2000) Winter Scene, 1968
Marilyn Arsem
— Vladimir Nabokov, Gods ("The Stories of Vladimir Nabokov")
these fifty years of brainwashing can't hold a candle to my devotion. these hands know you if my mind does not. I will pull you from this river. I trust my love for you more than I trust my own mind. i ask myself who i am and there is only one enduring answer. someone that loves you. <- Believe it or not ten years ago they put this in a marvel stuidios .cinematic movie
a very big tree in gongqing forest park共青森林公园 in shanghai
there is a really stupid and embarrassing darkness inside of me
life is crazy. just things happening and you have to find time to be horny in peace in between them
do the kids today even know about azlyrics? the calming lavender?
yu.lleur
“Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.”
— W. S. Merwin, Separation
Vincent Van Gogh
oh emily wilson translation of the iliad we’re really in it now
margaret atwood / louise glück