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Translation: I still believe That a person doesn’t die all at once Instead they die one piece at a time Every time a friend leaves a piece dies Every time a lover deserts us a piece dies And every time a dream of ours is killed a piece dies And then death comes to find all the pieces dead and carries them away ..

“I have acid rain in my brain and it’s killing the flowers in my heart.”

— Marianna Paige

I love the way the raindrops sit on the petals of these beauties as if tragic cant be beautiful just you and me.

“Give me one more day with you, I am dying without you Give me one word and I will stay, I will die without you, Give me one love and I swear it again, I’ll love you until I die.”

— Love & Dying, @anonnotsoanon

“I will keep constant watch over myself and‚most usefully‚will put each day up for review.“ - Seneca”

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Spring blooms • Oregon Coast

If I could count my laughters,

was it enough to tell how happy I am?

If I could point out how many tears

had fallen from my eyes,

was it enough to show

all the pain I am hiding into?

If I could run miles away

from where I am standing,

was it enough to tell how lost I feel?

If I could write million of prose and poetries,

was it enough to tell my stories?

If only things were enough.

But sadly, there were times,

when they weren’t just

what we needed to have.

I hope you’re doing fine // ma.c.a

you’re the best part of my day people often say “love is what makes you smile even when you’re tired” and you have proven that you are love

“You were and always will be worth every painful bullet I took and if you asked me to do it again, I would in a heartbeat.”

- Hafia H. 

“Staring into the ceiling. This room is empty. I am surrounded by empty space. The world is such an empty place. No space is too small or too big.”

— It doesn’t exist

I love the rain.

I want it to rain right now so I can fall asleep to the sound of it tapping against the walls of my home. I love when it rains, its calming to me. its just nice to watch it drip down a window weather that window is in a car or a home, it’s nice to look at. and when its thundering my dad and I like to watch the lightning. I remember the power going out once and my family just hung out and played games. one time the power was out at night and I still used a night light so I was too scared to sleep alone, so my momai let me sleep with her. we were very happy when the power came on but it was nice to hang out with her. neither of us could sleep and we just cuddled and talked forever. I used to run outside in the rain with my siblings and spin around in circles like I was in a Disney movie. I once tried to count the raindrops on the window haha. The rain inspires me in a way. it also makes me feel cozy and warm and safe when watching it from inside my home. the sound is so calming and just hearing it makes me feel happy and calm. I get so many memories from simply seeing grey clouds.

I love the rain.

HEALTHY HOMEMADE FRUIT SNACKS (WITH VEGGIES!)

Really nice recipes. Every hour.

Show me what you cooked!

It is not being in love that makes me happy. It is being in love with you that makes me happy.

Another year dies at the hands of time and here I am

Same place Same view

Same bags under my eyes from the same problems sleeping.

Not an ever after, hardly even an after and here I am

Blink once Blink twice

It’s all I have. It’s enough.

She changed, but not overnight like in the books. Over years. Slowly and painfully. Sometimes brutally. But she did.

Hira (via hedonistpoet)

شاعر : فیاض ہاشمی

آج جانے کی ضد نہ کرو

یونہی پہلو میں بیٹھے رہو

ہائے ! مر جائیں گے، ہم تو لُٹ جائیں گے

ایسی باتیں کیا نہ کرو

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تم ہی سوچو ذرا کیوں نہ روکیں تمہیں

جان جاتی ہے جب اُٹھ کے جاتے ہو تم

تم کو اپنی قسم جانِ جاں

بات اتنی میری مان لو

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وقت کی قید میں زندگی ہے مگر

چند گھڑیاں یہی ہیں جو آزاد ہیں

ان کو کھو کر ابھی جانِ جاں

عمر بھر نہ ترستے رہو

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کتنا معصوم و رنگیں ہے یہ سماں

حسن اور عشق کی آج معراج ہے

کل کی کس کو خبر جانِ جاں

روک لو آج کی رات کو

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گیسوؤں کی شکن ہے ابھی شبنمی

اور پلکوں کے سائے بھی مد ہوش ہیں

حسنِ معصوم کو جانِ جاں

بے خودی میں نہ رسوا کرو

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یہ گیت مجھے بے حد پسند ھے۔

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لگ جا گلے ، کہ پھر یہ حسیں رات ھو نہ ھو

شاید ، پھر اس جنم میں ملاقات ھو نہ ھو

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ھم کو ملی ھیں آج یہ گھڑیاں نصیب سے

جی بھر کے دیکھ لیجیے ھم کو قریب سے

پھر آپ کے نصیب میں یہ بات ھو نہ ھو

شاید پھر اس جنم میں ملاقات ھو نہ ھو

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لگ جا گلے ، کہ پھر یہ حسیں رات ھو نہ ھو

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پاس آئیے ، کہ ھم نہیں آئیں گے بار بار

بانہیں گلے میں ڈال کے ھم رولیں زار زار

آنکھوں سے پھر یہ پیار کی برسات ھو نہ ھو

شاید پھر اِس جنم میں ملاقات ھو نہ ھو

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لگ جا گلے ، کہ پھر یہ حسیں رات ھو نہ ھو

شاید ، پھر اس جنم میں ملاقات ھو نہ ھو

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”راجہ مہدی علی خان“

I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.

Neil Gaiman, The Sandman (via thoughtkick)

I’m at a point where everyone I meet looks like a version of someone I already know.

Jennifer K. Sweeney, Fragments For The End Of The Year

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(via wnq-quotes)

“Sky, what are you feeling?” The sky starts crying.

“Ohh, me too ”

Depressive mood

your eyes make me melt and your laugh builds me back up.

Make your mistakes, take your chances, look silly, but keep on going. Don’t freeze up.

Thomas Wolfe, You Can’t Go Home Again (via books-n-quotes)

did you know that money can talk?? mine is always saying goodbye :(

I disappear sometimes. It’s my thing.

Why are old lovers able to become friends? Two reasons. They never truly loved each other, or they love each other still.

Whitney Otto, How to Make an American Quilt  (via thelovejournals)

There is an ocean in my head and every drop is all about you…

side-of-sensuality (via wnq-writers)

Surrounded By many Yet Lonely

Biplab Karak (vippik)

Now You have come To fix my Broken heart But the thing That you don’t know Is that There are too many pieces of it To be pasted together

Biplab Karak (vippik)