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18~☆

And I became 18 years old , :D nothing changed but a number , I hope this year and the next years go well insha'allah , :)

Nordic Sea Norway - by: Alireza Naderi

T^T Someone stop me.. this is too true..

reminder to self: just because you like a language doesn’t mean you have to learn it

I lost my best friend 3 years ago- not lost as in dead but lost as in we only text each other on our birthdays now. Movies and books don't tell you that a friendship dying is like the sinking of a ship, you try to get higher and higher and hold onto the rails and unanswered texts, the captain tries to steer it to safety and salvage pieces of two broken hearts until you're left with memories of what once was. We were friends for a decade and knew each other's diaries by heart, I still remember her phone number and the way she took her coffee. Seeing her in streets is like breathing in a scent you forgot you knew but it immediately takes you back to a summer in '07.

Movies and books also don't tell you that friendships don't just end after one fight or incident, it's like the rusting of a bridge, the slow decay of flesh and bones and secrets. It took weeks, months- until one day I woke up and I realized I hadn't thought of her in a while. And I wrote a poem that day and I titled it 'The dying of a best friend' and I put all my love for her in a tiny box with my half of the matching pendant of a dolphin we had and stored them in a corner of my heart under the heading Grief. Where else can one hide unspent love?

It's been 3 years since I lost my best friend, lost as in I still carry our secrets in a tiny box but we only text each other on our birthdays.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire

Looool

"Let's help her concentrate."

http://marleens-diary.tumblr.com/post/96285702117/fernweh-feyrn-vey-noun-this-wonderful

“fernweh [feyrn-vey]”

— (noun) This wonderful, untranslatable German word describes the feeling of homesickness for a far away land, a place you have never visited. Do not confuse this with the english word, wanderlust; Fernweh is much more profound, it is the feeling of an unsatisfied…

be poetic. if you find the way the light falls through your window and onto your bedroom wall pretty, write about it. call it soft and golden as sunlit honey. if it makes you glad to be alive then it’s not silly. you look for the beauty of things, be proud of that. say the heavy rain is kissing you. write about the glow of the moon, the dancing of flowers. make your world magical. collect your metaphors and treasure them.

Art Blog , :) will be posting my seeds here~

The iconic phrase “I’m one hell of a butler” from Sebastian, of Black Butler / Kuroshitsuji 黒執事, comes from the pun on two Japanese phrases using the homonyms akumade あくまで, an adverb meaning “simply,” and akuma de 悪魔で, the word “demon” plus the te-form of desu. One phrase reading “I’m simply a butler,” and the other “I’m a demon and a butler.”

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