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If a writer falls in love with you, You can never die. -Mik Everett

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The distance. #poetry

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I wish you loved you As much as you loved him. #vintage #pink #lips

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Amended and submitted my final coursework essay for university today. 4000 words on Victorian love poetry. One exam to go until my degree is finished!!

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ig: lentemeisje

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I’m tired of girls trying to invalidate their own feelings during times of pain, especially to their friends. Your break up meant something. That friendship you lost was a hard blow. I understand why you feel tired this semester. Sometimes this “modern woman” stereotype is patriarchy’s last attempt; patriarchy disguised as feminism. You don’t have to be “wise beyond your years”; your pain and crying does not mean you are not intelligent. If you feel your friends demand justification for your pain and ordeals, they’re not friends. You’re strong but human. Remind yourself emotional space is part of liberation.

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08.12.2017; my arabic exam is really close, so i must start working harder now. i don’t think i’ll do great because i’m way behind my classmates (i joined the class two months later than them), but i feel like i’m learning so much, i feel way more confident with the language now, and it makes me so happy ♡

also, i started a new book under my father’s recommendation: ‘the seven minutes’ by irving wallace.

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Finally a day off tmr, for some personal shopping time! 🤘🏾🤘🏾💖

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do you ever just want to sit outside with someone and talk all night

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June 26th - Lovely weather and lovely colors. Eid Mubarak 🌻

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me looking at the person i like: i am enamored even with the way your fingers move, with the way the light plays on your skin, with your freckles and your smile and your laughter, with your voice, with how you get around the things you love, with your humor,  me aloud: what’s up asshole