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The moment you realise you’re inlove is the moment everything in you bends toward them, even the parts you thought were broken beyond repair.

"مهما ارتفعت في أعينك لن يراك من غابت عنه بصيرة، ومهما سقطت ستبقى جوهرة لا يطالها الدهر عند من يستحقك."

Broken crayons still color.

my first instinct when i see an animal is to say “hello”, while my first instinct when i see a person is to avoid eye contact and hope it goes away.

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Half human, half coffee.

I am a graveyard of my own mistakes, and every thought is a body I can’t bury.

i know i could have loved you but you would not let me.

I'm a woman written by Sylvia plath and directed by Sofia coppola.

Home isn’t always a place, sometimes it’s someone’s tone.

I would happely give the stars my name if it meant you’d think of me whenever you look at the sky.

So many people have inspired me to be nothing like them.

I have never known balance, it is either obsession or Detachment.

“A Scene at Dusk in Late Autumn” by Hugo Darnaut
“A Scene at Dusk in Late Autumn” by Hugo Darnaut

I believed that I wanted to be a poet, but deep down I just wanted to be a poem.

No one talks about the curse of only being able to write when something bad happens in your life.

أحمل في داخلي مدنًا هُدمت، ولا أحد يمرّ فوق أنقاضي غيري.