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“I feel lonely. I feel worse - strange. And when I leave I cry in the car. And I say to myself that the trouble with life is that people are strangers. Anne…people are strangers. I don’t know if I can go on spilling myself out to people - those strange strangers. As I may have said, I am not at home in myself. I seem to be a ship that is sailing out of my own life.”

— Anne Sexton, from a letter to Anne Clarke dated 23 March 1964. (via violentwavesofemotion)

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the memory of a memory, Katie Maria

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I wish it were me not you...

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When Jaun Elia Said, “Aye shakhs ab toh mujh ko sabhi kuch qabool hai, yeh bhi qabool ha k tujhe cheen ley koi”, & when Sajid Rahim said “mein tujhe bhoolne pe raazi hoon, aaj toh iss qadar udaasi hai”, and when Ahmed Faraz said, “Iss se pehle k bewafa hojayen, kyun na aye dost hum juda hojayen”.

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Kartay hain Yaad Ab bhi, batatay nahi ussey

Nuqsaan ruk gya hay, hamakat nahi ruki..

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احمد فراز

After getting separated from you, I got to know

That it was not just you, there was an entire universe with you.

Ahmad Faraz

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جون ایلیا

I am quite strange, so strange that I ruined myself and don’t even regret it.

Jaun Eliya

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I love you to the point of madness. you could burn me to keep yourself warm and I'd let you. you could wreck my soul and shatter my heart and I'd let you. the point of love that's driving me insane. I want your corruption, the lavender glaze on your palms, your downfall, your violent slumber. my dear darling, my gentle surrender - destroy me.

unaiza n, I love you to the point of ruin

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“You will still be art even after he stops admiring you.”

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War of the Foxes, Richard Siken 

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“When someone's been gone a long time, at first you save up all the things you want to tell them. You try to keep track of everything in your head. But it's like trying to hold on to a fistful of sand: all the little bits slip out of your hands, and then you're just clutching air and grit. That's why you can't save it all up like that.

Because by the time you finally see each other, you're catching up only on the big things, because it's too much bother to tell about the little things. But the little things are what make up life.”

― Jenny Han, To All the Boys I've Loved Before

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