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be like the flower that gives its fragrance even to the hand that crushes it
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I just want to go to bed and forget you
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he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me to his side, he can see I’m blushing, and he looks over and gives a small laugh. I look up at him through half-lidded eyes, still embarrassed by the sudden physical contact. dimples, dimples and I see him smiling at me, we’re walking and I move even closer to him and rest my head against his shoulder. he guides us into a small book shop, and when we part, him to look at the science-fiction and I at the poetry, even for just a brief moment we look over at each other and slowly drop each other’s hands.
I sit here and think “why has it become so hard to talk to you?”
but I start to realize, that’s the intention to distance yourselves
I guess we’re done
and neither of us got the last word
Life isn’t difficult when no one understands you. Its difficult when you don’t understand yourself. Who are you? Why are you? Whose are you?
written by Hamza Andreas Tzortzis (via thelittlephilosopher)
written by Hamza Andreas Tzortzis (via thelittlephilosopher)
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You sometimes think you want to disappear,
but all you really want is to be found.
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but all you really want is to be found.
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(Source: mystandards, via s-akurablossom)
We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.
written by Marcel Proust (via faery-nymph)
written by Marcel Proust (via faery-nymph)
(Source: jujutsu-with-zizek, via s-akurablossom)
