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aabotaab · 1 month
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aabotaab · 1 month
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Dear me ,
Don't be hard on yourself , you're doing okay
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aabotaab · 2 months
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میں ان باتوں پر مسکراتے ہوئے تھک گیا ہوں جو میرے دل کو تکلیف دیتی ہیں۔
I'm exhausted of smiling at the things that ache my heart
-Sadiya Ajaz
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aabotaab · 2 months
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“I’m afraid of time… I mean, I’m afraid of not having enough time. Not enough time to understand people, how they really are, or to be understood myself. I’m afraid of the quick judgements or mistakes everybody makes. You can’t fix them without time.”
— Ann Brashares
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aabotaab · 2 months
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“This is not a goodbye, my darling, this is a thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all, thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.”
— Nicholas Sparks // Message in a Bottle
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aabotaab · 2 months
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“Make sure you don’t start seeing yourself through the eyes of those who don’t value you. Know your worth, even if they don’t.”
— Thema Davis
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aabotaab · 2 months
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Sunrise, Louise Glück
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aabotaab · 3 months
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I read somewhere:
After losing the favorite one to some extent a soft corner will always be related to them.
And when Mohsin Naqvi said:
Jifa ki aag tham jaye, fakhar tooty kabhi muhsin
Chaly aana mere ho kar, mai maazi phir bhula dunga.
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aabotaab · 3 months
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When mohsin naqvi wrote
Ushool-e-mohabbat mein tum khud bewafa ho,woh jo bhichada toh tum mar kyu nahi gaye
And Wajid Shaikh replied
Laazim hain mera usey bhichad kar zinda rahna wajid,yeh hunar-e-bewafai bhi humne unse shikha hain
I got my reply here for all my sufferings and healings
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aabotaab · 3 months
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aabotaab · 3 months
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Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic there was in them! They seemed to be able to give a plastic form to formless things, and to have a music of their own as sweet as that of viol or of lute. Mere words! Was there anything so real as words?
- Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
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aabotaab · 3 months
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I wonder what it would be like to melt into your sweet arms and get stuck there for eternity.
-Christy AnnMartine
Sukoon de na saki rahate zamane ki
jo neend aayi tere gham ki chhanv me aayi.
-Payaam Fateh
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aabotaab · 3 months
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"someone who allows you to rest" is the relationship dynamic of all time
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aabotaab · 3 months
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aabotaab · 3 months
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Magar yaar-e-mann!
Hum ko bhi Tamanna thi ki chahe jaty!
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aabotaab · 3 months
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Ghazab hai mere dil me tera wajood, Main khud se door, tu mujhme maujood.
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