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A stop along the way.
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Yesterday they asked about you . . . And they told me how lucky I was to have a woman like you. Do you know I envy you? She's very beautiful. You never tire of looking at her. Never worry if she's smarter than you: you know she is. She's sensual without ever being mean. You can tell you love her. You're so lucky she loves you.
John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
—  Interpretations. [ Incidental place where words and feelings come together.]
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retrokane · 3 months
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Good read
Yung Pueblo ~ “Clarity & Connection”
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freebiebird · 3 years
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I won't insult your intelligence by suggesting that you really believe what you just said.
~William F.Buckley Jr.
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~Marilyn Monroe
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techno-war · 2 years
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True love
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I have heard that people see it with their own eyes So stay in his city for a few days Heard it has to do with bad situations So they see themselves ruined I have heard that the customer of pain is his proud eye So we also see him passing through the street I have heard that he also has a passion for poetry So we also see miracles in our art I have heard that when they speak, flowers fall from their words That's it, let's talk and see I have heard that the moon watches him at night The stars look down from the sky I have heard that butterflies bother him during the day I have heard that Jagnu stays and watches at night I have heard that his gazelle-like eyes are doomsday I have heard that deer see it all over the desert I have heard that his cockles are more than night I have heard that in the evening the shadows pass by I have heard that its black glow is the Hour So the cowards look at it with a sigh I heard roses burn from his lips So we blame Bihar I have heard that the mirror is an example of this Those who are simple-hearted see it as Bin Sunoor I have heard that since she is pregnant in her neck They look at the mood and the cause Heard with the eye of imagination in the desert possibilities The angle of the bed looks at his back I have heard that his body shape is like this That the flowers see their tribes cut He is tall, but he is not mean That the blossoms on this tree see the fruit Just a glance at the caravan of the heart So the inhabitants also see the desire with fear I have heard that Paradise is connected with its Shabbats Bees also see the light from here and there When it stops, the rotations circumambulate it Let's wait and see Who would want to date a person who can't even spell his name correctly? Sometimes you see the door and the wall of the house The stories are all exaggerated If it is a dream, let's interpret it Now stay in his city to coach Let's see the stars travel
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"Sólo el río que percibe y acaricia cada objeto que encuentra a su paso vive feliz. De igual forma aquel que procura conocer y amar a toda persona que le rodea, vive cordial y dichoso. A sí nuestro amor cuando es por alguien especial encontrado. "
—  Juan Francisco Palencia.
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“¿No es hermoso tener a alguien que no se avergüence, que te acepta tal y como eres? Que te ayuda con tus tropiezos e inseguridades, te apoya para alcanzar ambos la misma estrella, y de pronto te abraza; y asi en una sonrisa, ¿te da una razón para respirar de nuevo y ponerte en lo alto o abajo para ver la luz del sol? ¿Por qué esperar y seguir buscando a que alguien más, que sea la persona ideal en tu vida? ¡Sí esa persona a tu lado ya encontro su lugar junto a ti!”
—  Juan Francisco Palencia.    
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"No tengo miedo ya de morir.  Soy hojas que  caen  del árbol, que mueren tras un otoño, todo el tiempo".
—  Juan Francisco Palencia.
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freebiebird · 3 years
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I faced her and she faced me, and in the space between us in bed, she held out her hand. I took it in mine. Connected at the heart. I went to sleep soon after instead of worrying about the ramifications of what we had done. The safety was a sedative.
Debra Anastasia, Drowning in Stars
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freebiebird · 3 years
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People are committed either to the emptiness of midway love or fullness of a toxic relationship.
~11:11
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You taught me. What is love.
My heart sighed. Your love is everything to me . . .
— Juan Francisco Palencia.
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freebiebird · 3 years
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Once a therapist said,"I don't take pills,I treat patients".On that night he was robbed by five in his room and couldn't take his pills as devoid of making calls or going outside.Next day he opened his eyes in the I-SEE-YOU...oh,sorry ICU.
~11:11
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freebiebird · 3 years
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That night I was sure enough this is our last time together.Your kiss burnt my lips and all I felt is a goodbye.Oh! how poetic it was.
~11:11
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freebiebird · 3 years
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A deep kiss can put you in an emotional state of coma, sometimes in a reckless vulnerability, we lose virginity and sanity, and maybe our bond of love becomes strong or weak.
Michael Bassey Johnson
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freebiebird · 3 years
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Did you just kiss me?" Will inquired.
Magnus made a slip-second decision. "No."
"I thought-"
"On occasion the aftereffects of the painkilling spells can result in hallucinations of the most bizarre sort."
"Oh," Will said. "How peculiar.
Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince (The Infernal Devices, #2)
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freebiebird · 3 years
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Freeze, freeze in the winter, if you really want to appreciate the summer! Walk, walk at the edge of the precipices, if you rightly want to learn the meaning of the safety! Switch the lights off, if you want to see the amazing beauty of the light!
Mehmet Murat ildan
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freebiebird · 3 years
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I thought about the difference between a mama's girl and a daddy's girl. I decided that a daughter who belongs to her daddy expects gifts, while a daughter who belongs to her mama expects a lot more. Not from her mama. From herself.
Victoria Bond, Zora and Me (Zora and Me, #1)
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