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@shadesofdeadity
I want to go home.
We need randomness, mess, adventure, uncertainty, self-discovery, hear traumatic episodes, all these things that make life worth living.
-Taleb
It hurts knowing, you are not going back home at the end of the day. Your heart gets cold with despair.
You know what's beautiful?
-Just confessing your love for someone, without expecting a approval or denial in return.
Just letting them know, you love them for who they are.
GOD! Genuine compliments is not flirting! You need to understand the difference.
Ugh. People!
In love with the idea if love.
Can regrets be put on death note too?
And even when the universe is fading into oblivion, I shall chase being omniscient.
-P
To the moon, and never back.
Oh to learn about the dead whilst living is the greatest art.
-Dead poets and their writings
- Dead languages, heard nowhere
-Dead dried leaves and flowers
-Learning about your ancestors and what history you have
-Knowing what you were in the past life.
-Dead, burnt dusty books
-Unseen dark places, never found
-Stories of the dead
-Afterlife
-80s love life
-Palaces and castles
-Your grandma's watch
-Retro cameras
-World wars
-Dead poetry
-Dusty dark perfume scents
-Dark museums
-Sculptures
-Post cards and letters
-Feather quill pens
-Dead love.
Oh to learn about the dead whilst alive is truly the greatest living art.
Someone please come with me, we'll dance like 80s ball, run through museums, duel in woods, lay down in lavender fields and gaze at the stars and live that very moment for which the universe was created, together. Someone?
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I just wanna escape with the love of my life, somewhere far away to the mountains, lay down and look at the starry sky and talk of life, talk of what we really love and listen all night to each others heart's passions.
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In the end its all sacrifice, or should i call being mature instead. Even if its the most loved thing by you, letting it go cause someone out there is immature, not letting you achieve your goals for their selfishness. You let go, for you know your mind is far more better to even worry with the thought of them.
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She will always be loved, she has to be.
For everyday she wakes up to better the world, being the best version of herself, so no one outside faces hurdles, she is the kindest, most curious, smart, friendly, strong, adventurous, talkable, polite....perfection...yes she is perfect when compared to the world outside.
She deserves all the love and she shall get it everyday.
Either from herself or you. But every godamn day.
Ah, our everlasting love, ending.
~PP
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How do arrange marriages work?!
I need someone who knows my soul and where the scars lie, i need someone who knows my every little thing, every godamn interest, who i truly am, what i truly like to do, what brings me happiness, so that we can spend our life together doing all of it, and he loves me for me being me and that being the reason for us to be together.
Not some fixed guy, who knows nothing, like nothing, what if after, he likes nothing i am about, how do we survive crushing our passions?
Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.