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𝘐’𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺, “𝘖𝘩, 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥; 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.” 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥. 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘐’𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳, 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦..

The difference between me and a lying ass cheater is that I am always desired and they are always desperately chasing.

Series:

Gilmore girls

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I burn where no one watches, a pulse of fire swallowed by dark. To glow and never be the sun, to carry a blade of brilliance that only cuts the heart that holds it. I drift at the edges, a shadow trembling on the cusp of recognition, fading into the space where constellations claim their crowns. They gather themselves in gold and certainty, while I remain a ghost orbiting their warmth, my name a whisper lost before it reaches anything alive. The ache is private, sharp enough to hollow me, soft enough to remain unnoticed— the slow, unkind truth of burning and being unseen. I am fire without witness, light without audience, a second-place sorrow folded deep into a body that has learned to ache beautifully, hopelessly, in silence. _by Arista

"Je sens sur moi la fatigue d'un ange" English:"I feel the weariness of an angel upon me." _paul valéry "The Angel"

"i write because i cannot stop feeling. And feeling is a kind of walking in the dark" _clarice lispector