fromdarzaitoleeza:

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The right person, the wrong time ……The right script, the wrong line ………. The right poem the ,wrong rhyme …And a piece of you, that was never mine.

{Quotes: Sanctificum , Chris Abani/uk/Clementine von radics/Ash vernon/How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful - Florence + the Machine / Explosions - Ellie Goulding / Michelle Pfeiffer - Ethel Cain, lil aaron / Heavy - The Marías/can I tell you a secret -rita/u.k/ photos: Pinterest}

Web weaving about “when you are the one who is always being left in the end”.

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adonis, tr. by khaled mattawa

euphorictruths:

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Olga Solarz

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eatmangoesnekkid:

“Begin to identify with love on deeper and deeper levels. Pause. Feel like love. Pause. Walk like love. Pause. Bathe like love. Pause. Speak like love. Pause. Smell like love. Pause. Taste like love. Pause. Study love. Pause. Live and breathe love. Pause. Passionately take care of your health and allow your cells, tissues, and fluids to embody love. Pause. Let your commitment and devotion to love be a real felt experience and not a performance thereof. Pause.”

— — India Ame’ye, Author, The Audacity and Presence of the Slow Living Pause

septemberkisses:

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— Carol Rifka Brunt in Tell The Wolves I’m Home

fromdarzaitoleeza:

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Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Brenna Twohy, A Coworker Asks Me If I Am Sad, Still

fromdarzaitoleeza:

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-Bylthe baird, if my body could speak

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-Suicide letters from Anne sexton


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