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Como dijo Borges: «Me satisface la derrota, porque es un fin y yo estoy muy cansado».
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People think so lowly of themselves that even you seeing the good in them makes them think you’re dumb as fuck
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Call me the biggest Venus but I can handle things being difficult and tough. However, I will not tolerate them being ugly, mean, nor vindictive. Even challenging times should be beautiful, woven with vulnerability and affection.
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size yemin ediyorum kitapların kendi vakitleri var ya, kendi vakitleri gelene kadar asla okutmuyorlar kendilerini, geldiğindeyse size söylemek istedikleriyle yaşadıklarınızın eşzamanlılığına şok oluyorsunuz
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there’s a point in relationships where it’s like okay you have to stop fighting yourself through me
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anytime someone does something weird to me i work on myself, because what am i even doing being around someone like that.
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an 8th houser will make anything that normally feels dirty and wrong feel warm and right
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I don’t need everyone to like me. I don’t even really need me to like me. I need to see the sun and the moon every single day and remember that they have been there forever and I will only be here for a tiny beautiful blip
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as a pisces i think i make so many ppl feel betrayed when i appear like the chillest person ever and then all of a sudden my fire placements kick in and i’ve got a point to make.
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there is no time for despair, no place for self-pity, no need for silence, no room for fear. i know the world is bruised and bleeding, and though it is important not to ignore its pain, it is also critical to refuse to succumb to its malevolence.
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The words I speak throughout the day return to me at night and scatter themselves across the floor of my apartment. One of them always ends up in my foot or clamped around my shattered ankle







































