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Writing isn't all about sadness, and writing the most bleakest and miserable thing that comes to mind, It's about feeling. Write about what you feel, Regardless of whether it's happiness, love, madness or even bleakness. Just write.
stickapininthat
People die of broken hearts. They have heart attacks. And it’s the heart that hurts most when things go wrong and fall apart.
Markus Zusak (via quotemadness)
Once someone’s hurt you, it’s harder to relax around them, harder to think of them as safe to love. But it doesn’t stop you from wanting them.
Holly Black, White Cat (via wordsnquotes)
Hello everyone,
Sorry I haven’t been so active lately, school has really taken it’s toll on me and the blog. After my exams end (this month) I will definitely be posting more and more and expanding this blog.
Thank you for being patient!
-Shola (creator of stickapininthat)
I mean we’re sitting right next to each other, Why is it so hard for you to put your arm over? Don’t you know I’m silent pleading for you affection? All I want is your undivided attention, Why can you not give me that piece of you? When you call I always come through.. Right now I’m feeling like such a burden, Lines after lines, boring you- like a sermon, Except I’m wondering if I’m wasting my time, But my heart remains true to your whistle chime, I’ll honour you forever if you let me do so, Just hold out your hand and I’ll never let go.
@laaiqah-linguistic Laa'iqah Abdool
Ted Lawson Entropy, 2012
The act of giving without expecting anything in return is the true meaning of kindness.
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One day, in the future, I do not know when, My heart will stop beating and my eyes become lifeless like stone. My body will rot and I will no longer have need of anything I ever worked for. The final breath that passes my lips, May not be extraordinary. And the last thought; Ordinary. But I will still live on in the memory of the people I met. The deeds I have done, and writings I have etched, will remain. Until the last person of whom the fireworks of my soul broke upon takes their final breath, I will remain.
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Picture from a book, “Oh, art is too hard.” Andy Warhol
Those who are heartless once cared too much.
- Unknown (via thelovenotebook)
You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won’t mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever…. connections are made with the heart, not the tongue.
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When you love someone, there would come a time you won’t be able to hide it no matter how much you want to keep it to yourself.
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How do you know when you are in love? Is it something you feel, touch, see? It seems to me that I've fallen in love, I've fallen for the eyes, the charm, the looks. I'm in love, I can feel it, I can touch it and I can see it. You, are it.
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Your eyes are like a work of art, I could stare at them for all of eternity.
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Feelings are fleeting, on the surface. But emotions, they’re very deep, primal, they linger.
The Giver (2014), Dir. Phillip Noyce (via wnq-movies)
You’ve moved on but I’m still here.
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