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Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway
~Dearest regards Pigeon-post-office
Franz Kafka, from a letter to Milena Jesenka featured in "Letters to Milena," originally published in 1952
Do you prefer the moon or the stars?
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Lo hagas o no lo hagas, te atrevas o no te atrevas, el reloj nunca esperará a que estés listo.
– Louismar
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people just exist, that is all.
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“I’m not human and I miss it. I miss it more than anything in the world. That is my secret.” THE VAMPIRE DIARIES (2009-2017)
~ So this is what makes life divine...~
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ✞⠀⠀⠀⠀* ⠀𖢻⠀ׁ ⠀⠀✟⠀⠀⠀꧂
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ There’s Angels Watching Over Me
𝄞⠀⠀⠀* ⠀✦ ✧⠀ ꧂ ۫ ⠀ ͙ ⠀ ○ ࣪ ⠀ ˳⠀﹡⠀. ͙⠀❊ ⠀. *
L. V., excerpts from the funeral
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'Consume me, carry me to the furthest limit'
Virginia Woolf, The Waves originally published: 1931
If it doesn’t evoke, it evaporates.
My mind goes and I die whenever you admit that you have sinned,
and through my limbs cold drops flow.
Then I love, then in vain I hate what I must love;
Then I want to be dead – but with you!
— Ovid