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فردا کنکوره یا آخرین روز زندگیم؟🤔‼️😱🗣

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"It's her loss" "It's his loss" But the truth is: —They both lost, She lost the man that was willing to keep trying and would
"It's her loss" "It's his loss" But the truth is:They both lost, She lost the man that was willing to keep trying and would've never given up, and He lost the only Woman hes ever Loved with his entire heart.🃈

Stay single until you meet someone who shows you how important you really are.

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POV: She started showing up in your dreams and then you wake up and realize she's truly gone so you stuck in your own mind wondering where it all went wrong.

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𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘛𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 �
𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘛𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯.
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𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐝, 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧.
𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝟒:𝟐𝟎 — 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞

"دلم برات تنگ شده."

The curse of waiting for what never comes... I must return to you, Like blood to the heart. Like breath to the lungs. Not eve
The curse of waiting for what never comes... I must return to you, Like blood to the heart. Like breath to the lungs. Not even my lungs yearns for air Like I yearn for you.
It's August now, and I wonder how you've been. I wonder whatever you've eaten today or not. I am no longer close enough to ask, but then I wonder... How far apart can two people truly be after having shared so much of themselves?
Return me to the boy I was before you, or Return me to you. I no longer know where i end and where you begin.

و به خیابان رفتم، دوست داشتن تو... بر کاغذ و پیام جا‌ شدنی نیست؛ گاهی خیال را... باید پیاده چون سیگار در کوچه ها کشید.

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