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“Words, I think, are such unpredictable creatures. No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.”

— Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me (via books-n-quotes)

“No deberíamos temer al cambio de perspectiva. A veces, mirar con otros ojos puede librarnos de la ceguera perpetua.”

— Noctámbulo del Arte.

“They say you don’t get over someone until you find someone or something better. As humans, we don’t deal well with emptiness. Any empty space must be filled. Immediately. The pain of emptiness is too strong. It compels the victim to fill that place. A single moment with that empty spot causes excruciating pain. That’s why we run from distraction to distraction and from attachment to attachment.”

— Yasmin Mogahed

“…You thought you should not have to ask. I thought my private fizzings and stirrings weightless, but you got sapped. Your secret began as a scar and turned to a decision flavored with payback. The size of my thirst, your silence! Between us now is the continent we didn’t finish, and one person’s regret. Because you have none, this is what I will never tell you: I took too many days off from loving you. And: I thought we could both get larger. And: Neither of us was the right one to unlock the other’s body…”

— Doré Watson, Ellen. “Slow Leak.“ (via thelovejournals)

I just haaave to see peacocks and tigers looking elegant/cute together Can you help?

Here you go 😊 Enjoy ❤️ And sorry for the long wait!

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“I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?”

— Ernest Hemingway (via pre-party)

i think of you constantly but not in a good way i wonder what it is about you that makes my heart feel like a ten-tonne weight dragging around at the bottom of my chest, when i’m sure i must have no impact on yours i question why it is i insist on finding any means necessary to get as close to you as i possibly can, when i’m sure you couldn’t give a f*ck where i was i dream about how it is we would come together, fingers finally intertwining and lips finally locking, when i’m sure you do not even register me in your half-asleep thoughts but mostly i think about whether it’s really you i’m thinking about, or the idea of you. because for the life of me, there is no reason you should be consuming my precious thoughts.

N.S., writing prompt #46: Write about unrequited love (via wordsnquotes)

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