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"There are things we want, down under what we know, under even what we feel. There are things our souls want, and mine wants you."

Simon, City of Heavenly Fire

Customized cokes with family + kuya’s girlfriend and I’m hoping that they’ll end up together (hahahaha) ❤❤❤❤ #coke #family #cute

Spending my time with my favourite author: Haruki Murakami ❤ #sputniksweetheart #reading #solitude #novel

"Don’t tell me I didn’t try."

"You won’t allow me to go to school.
I won’t become a doctor.
Remember this:
One day you will be sick."

Poem written by an 11 year old Afghan girl 

This poem was recorded in a NYT magazine article about female underground poetry groups in Afghanistan. An amazing article about the ways in which women are using a traditional two line poetry form to express their resistance to male oppression, their feelings about love (considered blasphemous).

Here’s the link

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Wag mo na hintayin dumating yung araw na wala na siyang pakialam sayo.

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"It’s kinda sad isn’t it?
That someone could hurt you so much that you have to write about it."

July 7th (via demorxlise)

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blossomfully:

You’re selfish, you know that? I didn’t realise this until recently, but you’re the most selfish person I’ve ever met.

You treat me like I’m second best, like I’m not deserving of you, but as soon as I try to let go, you get close again and remind me of all the reasons why I fell in love. You make me doubt myself even though every ounce of my existence says I should let you go.

But, and it’s taken me this long to figure it out, you never had any intention of being mine, nor did you care. You just liked the attention. And as much as it hurts, I have to let go, because you don’t deserve me.

(Source: stop-this-pain)