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The Universe brings you people that are meant to help you on your journey. There is no need to cling on to any of them. The ones who’ll want to stay will.
I only wanted you to f*ck me, but then I got greedy, I wanted you to love me.
Sade Andria Zabala, Tracy Emin in Poems to All My Exes (via thelovejournals)
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“There are flowers in this world that only grow after the ground above them burns.
Scientists say that the fire sets the earth aflame with the birth of these special flowers which wouldn’t grow otherwise, that even though the fire seems to destroy everything it touches, it can also bring new colors into this world.
What I am trying to say is that healing hurts, but so does forgiveness, and sometimes it is worth it to see yourself bloom” — Pavana पवन
Fuck you for leaving. Fuck you for lying. Fuck you for being so confusing. Fuck you for making me sad. Fuck you for making me think I meant something to you. Fuck you.
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I’m a fucking mess but you knew that anyway from the moment you looked at me you knew i was full of sorry’s and lonely nights i told you i was like a hurricane and i ruin everything i touch you said it was okay because you were a fucking hurricane too but when you found me on my bathroom floor not once, not twice, not three times but the fifth time with blood stained knuckles and empty eyes you didn’t know what to do because i was broken and you were trying but no matter how many times you picked me up off of that cold tiled floor i was always finding my way back
A.M// and you got tired of that (via tullipsink)
David Alan Harvey CUBA. Trinidad. 1998. The Trinidad Folkoric Ballet rehearses in an empty courtyard.
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