… but don’t forget that you also have the choice not to choose.
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… but don’t forget that you also have the choice not to choose.
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“Power doesn’t corrupt. Rather, power inevitably attracts the corrupted.” - Martin Patriquin
makes sense.
When I was shipwrecked, I thought of you.
You were unsure which pain is worse: the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.
Simon Van Booy (via quotemadness)
Ode to Flora
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The night was made for those who love each other, for the intrepid that are delivered without reservation, for those who sleep loving for those who daydream to steal our kisses and drink our bodies to dream with you and wake up in you the night is you and me …
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La noche se hizo para los que se aman, para los intrépidos que se entregan sin reservas, para los que duermen amando para los que sueñan despiertos para robarnos los besos y bebernos el cuerpo para soñar contigo y despertar en ti la noche somos tú y yo…
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her letter.
nothing much is happening just superficial platitudes and a specious show of impeccable simplicity… I could tell you things, have strange laughings and throw glitter in the air I am the optimum of a stone face insensibility to the harrows of his ragged way I don’t have time for minor productions of his suit I sit and wait… in a phraseological quagmire
When I see your smile
My whole day gets brighter.
Cause you’re my light,
In the night sky.
My single shining star,
That I know will never disappear.
When the light comes and I can't see you anymore,
I know, you’re still there.
And that you’ll be seen again,
When the darkness will fall on me.
“Scars on your body show that you have lived; scars on your heart show that you have loved.”
— Nina Dul (via quotemadness)