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BYE

Shoutout to Hindi tv serials for giving me completely unrealistic expectations on romantic relationships. What do you mean soft, romantic music wON’T start playing as soon as me and my love enter the same room and make eye contact?! And flower petals wON’T be falling out of the sky when I trip and land in his arms and while still making intense eye contact?!?!? My dupatta wON’T get caught on his watch causing a whole three minute ordeal where we try to detach the two things looking frustrated but are actually overjoyed that this gave us an opportunity to be closer?? And when I’m dancing in the middle of the crowd at an event he wON’T be staring at me from outside the crowd wondering how I can dance as if no one’s watching and look so beautiful?!? Wtf America eggSPLAIN ?!??!??!!

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I saw my mother and father do this. Argue over an over-ripened watermelon and rotten tangerines, whose fault it was for not consuming them at the earliest. My father, now retired, drops my mother off at the bus station in his car.Mother brings his favourite cookies home.They argue a lot. I've seen them cleaning the kitchen together. I want it so bad it's impossible now.

#writing #art #books & libraries #poetry

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this is closest to the vibe I get while listening to cowboy like me <3

#taylor swift #1989 taylor's version #taylornation #cowboy like me #ivy #evermore #writing #songs #country music #speak now taylor’s version #folklore #marjorie taylor swift #ivy taylor swift #trickster #exile taylor swift #eras tour #the eras tour #all too well #cowboy #autumn #fall vibes #fall aesthetic #rich #old money #slut! taylor’s version #fearless #taylor’s version #taylorstans #this love taylor’s version #evermore taylor swift

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#books #ww2 #writing #all the light we cannot see #anthony doerr #netflix

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All the Light We Cannot See, Anthony Doerr.

#all the light we cannot see #war books #old books #netflix #ww2 #say no to war #writing #movies #books & libraries #books and reading #books and literature #bookshelf #historical #historical fiction #social justice #loss #tragedy #werner pfennig #marie laure leblanc #books #art #excerpts

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I wish I could describe how this book made me feel. It’s almost astronomical, the array of emotions and feelings that emerged straight from the soul as I flipped each page. The detail, the love, the uncertainty - to describe it with the fewest words, it’s magnificently unpredictable.

The characters, each one of them, inscribed something deep within my spirit. The love and bonding between Marie-Laure and her father, Etienne and his demons, and Werner and his sister, Frederick and his birds, and his powerful resentment towards something wrong - his power. Madam Manec with her peach jams and the big pot where she carried all the love. The big museum with its exhibits, all those herbarium sheets and fossils, and the curse of a diamond that was equivalent to eight Eiffel Towers that should've been thrown out into the deep trenches of the oceans long ago, but only an insane would throw eight Eiffel Towers into the unknown. Papa, with his crafty hands, built the whole of Paris with his bare hands. Marie-Laure is so unaware of what everything around her looks like, yet she hears the very minor details. Jutta, the little girl who had a mind of her own, who had words of her own, and her elder brother, who was nothing by himself, who really lived under the shadows of others, had a heart so weak to resent, too weak to fight, that the heart decided to do what everyone else was doing - a heart scared of rebellion. Frau Elena served the abandoned children till her very last breath, showering those nameless breathing corpses with so much love. Von Rumpel and his war - his war with the world, his quest to find the cursed diamond, his greed, his unfathomable hatred, his desire and passion for war and victory, his dying body, his quest for immortality that the diamond is rumored to confer on anyone who possesses it, his selfish greed, his undying fear of the unknown,and, his trembling fear of death.

The depths that this particular book touched are unmatchable. It feels like loose sand slipping through your fingers, and the helplessness that comes with it - the haunting beauty of the magnificent pain of separation, of lost identities, and of lost people. It’s remarkable. Anthony Doerr, you are a genius.

#all the light we cannot see #anthony doerr #books #werner pfennig #paris #world war 2 #ww2 #war novel #war novels #war books

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“The war will end. The leaders will shake hands.The old woman will keep waiting for her martyred son. That girl will wait for her beloved husband.And those children will wait for their heroic father. I don't know who sold our homeland. But I saw who paid the price.”

if only these so called leaders read Darwish's poetry as kids and felt every word of his to their bones, tore their souls apart, man made calamities would've been less. I really don't know what practical people have to say about politics and nations. All I know is about the lives that suffer during these times of self called futility. I wonder, sometimes, how can those leaders sleep at night, knowing that their hands are stained with blood of thousands of people. Thousands of children. They are putting up slogans of humanity. What exactly is humanity? I know not. Is humanity of love and compassion? Or is it, ironically, of loathe and war?

#free palestine #israel #palestine #freedom #support palestine #no to war #anti war #say no to war #saynotoviolence #i stand with palestine

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Genuine question, where do rich people hang their dhule huwe kapde?

#desi tag #desi #desi things #being desi #desi memes #desi culture #indian #Indian things #brown household #ameer

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“We rise again in the grass. In the flowers. In songs.”

— Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

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there you go my dearest wasteland baby fanatics <3

#hozier #wasteland baby #would that i #Irish #songs #movement #shrike #sunlight #Nina cried power #no plan #nobody #swan upon leda #Jackie and Wilson #from Eden #in a week #tell it to my heart #the parting glass #movies #beautiful #muse aesthetic #music #aesthetic

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Rainer Maria Rilke, Selected Letters, 1902-1922

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Rainer Maria Rilke, Selected Letters, 1902-1922

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the miracle of being here

invitation, mary oliver// @arthoesunshine // when death comes, mary oliver//to be alive, gregory ott// the dead poets society(1989), quote: walden, henry david thoreau// joseph campbell// the aeneid, virgil// @babyangel-jpg // @rawjoy //sweet, charles bukowski// that it will never come again, emily dickinson// bjenny montero// ? // ? // moments, mary oliver// madness a bipolar life, marya hornbacher// wild geese, mary oliver// letters to a young poet, rainer maria rilke// on earth we're briefly gorgeous, ocean voung// @ashstfu // i thought on his desire for three days, linda gregg

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This movie hit home

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new year is almost here. a knock at the door; the wind. the flourishing. the gore. as bjork said: hope is a muscle. i want to float amidst trees branches and dig myself into the earth and scream from there. don’t become a phantom again. last year i abstained, this year i devour. i’ll let every story, every experience cling to me like wrapping paper around melted candy, not everything, just enough, just a glimpse. like an anemone, my dark core will be part of the beauty. a black hole where not even i comprehend, but it’s all part of me. 

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Faded Places

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the hold this album has on me

#hozier #would that i #cherry wine #beautiful #aesthetic #music #from Eden #sedated #in a week #nature #deathcore #muse aesthetic #take me to church #like real people do #work song #someone new #to be alone