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Need to protect boys who play guitar and sing for their significant others at all costs.
King Ludwig II’s Castles Neuschwanstein and Linderhof, from my trip in 2017
I'm speechless
There are some things words just can't express No order of words in which I can confess No simile full of imagery or metaphor I've heard before Could truly reveal Just how I feel There is always a divide And God knows I've tried God knows I've looked through every chorus Of every thesaurus That I always carry A dictionary That I've learned to rhyme In measure and time And would at least pass every writing class God knows I've tried every word I've ever heard I've looked into every writing style And kept at it for a long while Romantic and transcendent Together and independent With passion I have burned But there is one thing I have learned And that is that there are some things that words just can't express But I'll try nonetheless So please hear what I mean when I confess: I love you
Why do we hide our true fears from our own loved ones?
Becoz somewhere our fears might scare and affect them more than us.
Roddy Ricch - Can't Express [Official Music Video]
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The power of words still surprises me. I lose myself to oblivion and reach for my chest because it physically hurts – sometimes I don’t know if the tears are from the raw beauty or from the joy of being alive to see it, feel it. When I close my eyes, I see veins full of words and lips stained with ink and lungs breathing in pure talent and I suffocate from the ecstasy of it. It is a death I welcome.
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I find it so difficult to express my feelings. I just can’t.