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flowingholograms · 9 months
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god's creatures are perfect
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I’M IN LOVE
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flowingholograms · 1 year
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It's quite painful to refrain from these feelings,
but if we are really mean for each other, I wish we could be together with a better personality
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Ginza (1971)
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flowingholograms · 1 year
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sadly it turned out otherwise
“When someone loves you, the way they talk about you is different. You feel safe and comfortable.”
— Jess C. Scott
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flowingholograms · 2 years
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flowingholograms · 2 years
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Shinjuku - Tokyo, Japan
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flowingholograms · 2 years
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It must be tough
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flowingholograms · 2 years
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do you feel calm?
The last time I felt calm was in the womb.
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flowingholograms · 2 years
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"stagnant"
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flowingholograms · 2 years
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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
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flowingholograms · 2 years
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God's art at it finest
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flowingholograms · 2 years
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a day with Cira200
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flowingholograms · 2 years
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“Healing is layers. Healing is time. Healing is excruciating. Once you think it’s done, it’s not.”
— Unknown
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flowingholograms · 2 years
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no, Im not overthinking
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flowingholograms · 2 years
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I only see pain in your life
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flowingholograms · 2 years
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“I think it’s strange that I still call you When I’ve got nothing to say”
— Playing On My Mind by The 1975
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