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Is it you in the pfp? Am I browsing an angel blog?

It feels incredibly ethereal and romantic.

You made my day! Yeah, it's my pic. Please, do not be anonymous. Reveal thyself ၄၃ ݁˖ִ ࣪₊ ⊹˚

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Take me here. Will you? ❤︎

Coton Manor Garden, Coton, England by Roger

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"त्वां विना अहं स्वर्गमपि न रोचए"

I don't even like heaven without you.

#lord rama #siyaram #ramnavami #ram mandir #hinduism #vaishnavism #desi tumblr #desiblr #culture #india #love #indian aesthetic

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"𝘛𝘶𝘮 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘵𝘦 𝘬𝘺𝘢?"

"𝘛𝘶𝘮 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘫𝘩 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘵𝘪 𝘬𝘺𝘢?"

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वो आए घर में हमारे, खुदा की कुदरत हैं,

कभी हम उनको, कभी अपने घर को देखते हैं!

❁𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐳𝐚 𝐆𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐛❁

𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.

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• बिछड़ा कुछ इस अदा से कि रुत ही बदल गई,

इक शख़्स सारे शहर को वीरान कर गया •

-ˋˏ ख़ालिद शरीफ़🥀ˎˊ-

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Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle Vincent van Gogh, Garden at Arles (1888)

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𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧. 🌷🌷🌷

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…‿ℒℴνℯ⁀❣🌹

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𝐊𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 💔

Sriti Jha (Malini) 🌸

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करुं सजदा एक खुदा को?

पढू कलमा या में दुआ दू?

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Does such a thing as "the fatal flaw," that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature? I used to think it didn't. Now I think it does. And I think that mine is this: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.

- ‘The Secret History’, Donna Tartt.

#contemporary art #contemporary literature #contemporary romance

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You've still got your inner world — a world that's more real. That's why you're different from the rest of us: you have your secret garden; to which you can retire and lock the gate behind you.

T.S. Eliot, from "The Confidential Clerk" in The Complete Poems and Plays of T. S. Eliot

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She was 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝑮𝒂𝒕𝒔𝒃𝒚 (1925), F. Scott Fitzgerald.

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