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Its a dangerous thing to do, to make homes out of people.

The unsinkable ships sink too, and all that was there, is consumed by the oceans.

I'm still here,

in the middle of the street, homeless and abandoned, Nowhere to call home,

No one to be close to.

The pain strikes on my tongue and the words shiver and die.

The darkness seems brighter than the light, there's sun above my head, but all I see is dusk at all times.

I pause, I stop and I freeze there, in the middle of the street, homeless and abandoned.

- s.a.

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– Audrey Hepburn

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“Godhood is just like girlhood; a begging to be believed.”

- Kristin Chang, from “Churching”, published in the Up the Staircase Quarterly.

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حاصل کی بےقدری اور لا حاصل کی خویش انسان کو موت تک لے جاتے ہے

“Haasil ki beqadri aur laa-haasil ki khwahish insaan ko maut tak le jaate hai”

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how I say things without actually saying it :

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Everyone reminds me, “You are too much.”

I sit and hold my breath,

I pace around and wonder,

If I’m too much, why am I never enough?

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I’ve spent my life recovering from things that I should have been protected from.

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أريد أفراحًا صغيرة صغيرة جدا أن لا أحد يريد أن يأخذها مني

“I want small joys, so small that, no one would want to take it away from me”

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You know the thing about writers and poets?

If you were ever a part of their journey, however brief it might have been, you will always end up living in their stories forever.

And I hope, for your sake, that they are the happy ones.

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The best looking house isn't the best house. There could be corpses hidden in their backyard or rotten skeletons hidden in the attic.

Whereas the worst looking houses could be the place of warmth and love; it could have cheap wooden boards but they'll always stand strong in storm.

This is not about houses.

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وہ سلسلے ، وہ شوق ، وہ نسبت نہیں رہی ، وہ دِل نہیں رہا ، وہ طبیعت نہیں رہی .

Wo silsiley, wo shauq, wo nisbat nahi rahi, wo dil nahi raha, wo tabiyat nahi rahi.

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If you don’t think photos are important, wait until they are all you have left.

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{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz from diagnosis,The glimmering room}

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Haven't seen you in my notes lately.. are you mad at me?