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#Love looks pretty on you
connoisseursdecomfort · 8 months
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quoting-life · 1 year
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Love looks pretty on you. Makes you soft, tender, proud. Makes you sit up and take notice. Gives you a home to set down your things. What a blessing it is, to have music and dancing and poetry. What a gift it is, to look at someone and say, I’m so happy to have found you—at last, at last, at long, long last—you’re here.
Lang Leav, Love Looks Pretty on You
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walmartkazuichi · 2 years
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how you so hot like wowowowowowowo
I'm not a mirror angel
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savvyliu · 2 years
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The most beautiful thing is not when you learn to live without something; it's the moment you realize you never needed it in the first place
Lang Leav, Love Looks Pretty on You
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amaranthinepoetess · 2 years
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neo-shitty · 2 years
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— love looks pretty on you, lang leav
since this book is coming off more like a self-help book than a poetry book, might as well share one of my takeaways.
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Unforgiven I believe in forgiveness, in wishing those well who have hurt me. But I'm going to make you an exception. Because the truth is, I hope to God you suffer every heartache you put me through. I hope when the darkness comes for you, it will hit you twice as hard as it hit me. And I hope you will curse my name, knowing I was the one who sent it.
Lang Leav, Love Looks Pretty on You.
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ssalmanasser · 3 years
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I struggle with things that are as easy to others as breathing.
Like breathing. Like answering the phone. Or sending that email I have been meaning to for weeks.
I panic when I am asked out to dinner, even if it’s with someone I really want to see.
It’s hard for me to commit to anything, and when I do, I overthink it until my brain tells me I have made a mistake, like a rat caught in a maze, trying to claw its way out.
I don’t know why I am like this. People ask me why I can’t do anything without jumping through a thousand thoughts, like hoops. But sometimes I wonder if my inability to function in the real world is really such a bad thing. I wonder if that’s why I’ve spent so much time sheltered in my imagination.
And because I can’t live in the real world, I create worlds to belong to. And I wonder if the very thing I’ve always been told is my weakness, has all along, been my strength.
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therapeuticss · 3 years
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“In the past, you spoke to me about the future. Painted a picture of our lives, in light and shade. Told me you would always take care of me and in your own way, you have. But first, you had to break my heart.
If you have wondered about me, know that I am doing fine. I don't have a stitch of ill will toward you, despite the way it ended. I know you were finding your way. I know you had to lose me to do it. I don't think we found each other at the wrong time, because there was so much that was right about it. We gave each other something you couldn't name-that anyone in love would know.”
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july-write · 3 years
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quoting-life · 1 year
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The most beautiful thing is not when you learn to live without something; it’s the moment you realize you never needed it in the first place.
Lang Leav, Love Looks Pretty on You
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savvyliu · 2 years
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Universal law dictates that not a soul can hurt you without first handing you the keys to their own destruction
Lang Leav, Love Looks Pretty on You
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amaranthinepoetess · 2 years
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beibeibeibay · 3 years
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Lang Leav, Love Looks Pretty on You
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So, do not look too much at love. Do not give it another thought. Love is one of those things that will happen to you when you are not looking.
Lang Leav, Love Looks Pretty on You.
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andrumedus · 3 years
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And if you’ve forgotten, let me remind you. How love never really ends. How your heart breaks the same way it beats, again and again, and again.
Lang Leav, from “How Love Leaves You”, in Love Looks Pretty on You
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