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Middle of the road💓💫

Save your heart for someone who cares <3

Weird syndrome :):

“There’s a part of me that’s always loving the people that I never talk to anymore.”

— 11/04/20, anastasiasyah (via anastasiasyah)

You know, I always thought, you were a little piece of the Moon, fallen to Earth in a cosmic storm.

poetry-siir ©

Siempre pensé que eras un pedacito de la Luna, caído a la Tierra en una tormenta cósmica.

poetry-siir ©

“When you see me for the first time again, you’ll stare at me from head to toe and say, “You’ve changed a lot, I barely recognized you.” Then I’ll tell you, “No, I don’t change. I’m still me. I just don’t live up to your expectations anymore.””

— “I’m Still Waiting for This Moment”, Repressed Feelings (via anastasiasyah)

To the past life lover

I don't remember you but I have not forgotten you . ♥️

Me and my late night thoughts....

Because nothing is right

https://www.instagram.com/p/B2JPnl_hsoY/ ARTxLIT: Robin Ekiss x Adriaen Van Utrecht —

“[…] not to carry the bones of August
into September, foiled with redness
and nothing to squander but the buds of spring
dormant in their boughs.”

Robin Ekiss, from “The Bones of August,” from The Mansion of Happiness (University of Georgia Press, 2009) . . . 🎨:  Adriaen van Utrecht, Vanitas Still Life with Flowers and Skull, 1642. Oil on canvas, 67 x 86 cm.

i don’t think love at first sight exists but i think you feel something. not just romantically, but when you meet anyone who’s going to be important to you…anything stronger than what you were feeling before, without even knowing it. attraction, dislike, whatever. something you might forget the next day but in that moment it’s something. like a little jolt in ur chest idk.

And we are gonna be okay. We’re gonna be better than okay. ‘Cause we got each other. Mm-hmm. Forever. Oh, yeah. Until we die.

Boris Pasternak

Heart wrenching 💫

every so often i remember this poem by langston hughes & am inconsolable

Come back... and I'll come back....

via weheartit

I MISS YOU

"Your hand touching mine. This is how galaxies collide"

“You are both beauty and tragedy in one form I held you— I felt as if a thousand knives was jabbing my body I kissed you— I tasted both heaven and underworld down my throat I made love to you— I didn’t know whether to worship you or burn the hell out of you Now I understand the meaning of loving someone to death You are both and I’m somewhere in your between”

— “Love and Death”, anastasiasyah (via anastasiasyah)

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Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

I’m really bad at conversations sorry if I’ve ever talked to you

Хочешь битву?

Получишь войну

descendance

small island big city dreams

understand it’s for me as a product of you

papa was a rolling stone

momma was forever underestimated

so what you get wit’ me? 

shit…

I’m overstated, probably underrated

no debate cause the esteem was embedded the hustle indebted

thanks to my descendance and my cousin on my pendant

I never walk alone.

so my journey is not my own.

thanks to my inspires that motivate my desires

I keep you in my soul…

"There was something breathtaking about your eyes."🤍

It's okay to be not okay. 💫