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دايمًا بشوف إن أعلى منزلة من الحب "ف أي علاقة" تتلخص في إني أقدر أحكي بكل أريحية عن أفكاري الغريبة، وهواجسي الغير منطقية، ومخاوفي اللامبررة، وأحلامي الصغيرة، كأني بحكي مع نفسي من غير ما اشيل هم اللي قصادي هيشوفني إزاي، ومن غير ما احتاج أحاسب على كلامي عشان متفهمش غلط.. لأني دايمًا مقتنعة إن اللي بيحب حد مبيخلهوش يلجأ إن يبرر تصرفاته ويدافع عن نفسه.. وإن اللي بيحب حد بيقصر عليه طرق طويلة، وبيمنحه الأمان اللي عاش وقت طويل يدور عليه.

[quotemadness]

“Let me be, was all I wanted. Be what I am, no matter how I am.”

— Henry Miller

[majoalmighty]

i knew what i wrote was real when it scared me to write it

[cruellheaven]

“I thought I had no heart. I find I have, and a heart doesn’t suit me,”

— Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere’s Fan, 1893 (via megairea)

[liquidlightandrunningtrees]

“Quiet, yet wild. Rough, and yet gentle,”

— Sylvia Plath, Child

[siir-poesia]

[theambitiouswoman]

you will always attract people who are a reflection of you. To attract the best, healthiest people for you, focusing on being the best version of yourself.

[derangedrhythms]

I feel, as always, the same closeness to you which your silence makes into a kind of speech of its own.

Anne Sexton, from ‘A Self-Portrait in Letters’ ⁠— Brother Dennis Farrell, 2nd August 1963

[quotemadness]

“I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.”

— Augusten Burroughs

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“She hated people who came too near to her. Like a wild thing, she wanted her distance.”

— D. H. Lawrence, from The Complete Works; “The Rainbow,” wr. c. 1919

[quotemadness]

“Let me be, was all I wanted. Be what I am, no matter how I am.”

— Henry Miller

[liaspokehere]

ان المسافة في الحبِ نار

- مظفر النواب

[quotemadness]

“Unspoken feelings are unforgettable.”

— Andrei Tarkovsky

[thunderofcrows]

The Glass Essay, Anne Carson

[zaffiro]

“You always knew exactly what she was, and you loved her anyway”

— Tyrion Lannister, about Jaime and Cersei (S8E2)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“She was much more like fire than light.”

— Anaïs Nin, from “Delta Of Venus,” originally published c. August 1977

[thoughtkick]

“Please don’t, above all, plant me in your heart. I grow too quick.”

— Rainer Maria Rilke

[vazakinada]

“He keeps his heart between his teeth; always chewing at it, never swallowing it down, never spitting it out.”

— VàZaki Nada