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It's always sunny in my side of town

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if I never see you again I will always carry you inside outside on my fingertips and at brain edges and in centers centers of what I am of what remains.

Charles Bukowski, “Letter to Katherine,” January 26, 1976 (via wordsnquotes)

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You are a broken promise I never even had the chance to attempt to keep.

A 15 word story. // Maxwell Diawuoh (via wnq-writers)

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We are all broken, that’s how the light gets in.

Ernest Hemingway (via wordsnquotes)

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People are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be. When I look at a sunset, I don’t find myself saying, “Soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner.” I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.

Carl R. Rogers (via wordsnquotes)

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Maybe the moon is beautiful only because it is far. لربما القمر ليس جميلا إلا لأنه بعيد

Mahmoud Darwish (via wordsnquotes)

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

Neil Gaiman, The Sandman. (via wordsnquotes)

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{ AN IRISH ODE }

The sky bled into hues of blue As sun rays bounced off morning dew You stood by me as Winter fell And shielded me from Summer’s swell

We watched as Lords and Ladies danced With Gaelic tunes the horses pranced We stood atop on Castle Hill And said a prayer as time stood still

As days turned into years that’d passed As crashing waves and cold winds hushed My soul it ached for a secret song To take me where my heart belong

The fields of green still call my name In dreams they sounded all the same We bade our salty tears goodbye Beneath the wildest ocean sky

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Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.

Ernest Hemingway (via wordsnquotes)

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Nagustuhan mo naman ako na ganito ako, bakit ngayon gusto mo ko mag bago?

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Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Manon Ballerina (via wordsnquotes)

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Being with the wrong person is lonelier than being on your own. Or it’s as lonely, in a different way

Mhairi McFarlane, You Had Me At Hello  (via perrfectly)