wired thoughts*

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Sarcasm is my favorite form of flattery.

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      I am sick of haunting myself from within like an old 
   House.

                                  Hot guy: You're pretty
                                  Me: What kind of sick joke is this?
 
SOME DREAMS NEVER DO COME TRUE. SOME LOVE DOESN'T HIT THE TARGET.
 


BUT MY DREAMS ARE REALITY NOW AND
YOU'RE THE ONE I'VE BEEN DREAMING ABOUT.
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FIRST SIGHT YOU MADE ME LOOK TWICE, CAUSE I'VE NEVER SEEN SOMEONE WALK A LIGHT AS THE WIND BLOWS.
 












YOU LOOKED UP AND THAT WAS ENOUGH CAUSE YOU LET OUT ALL THE BUTTERFLIES THAT COULDN'T BE CONTAINED.
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WHAT ARE YOU YELLIN FOR YOU'RE SCREAMING OUT YOUR LUNGS ALL DAY AND NIGHT
I can't control a, girl like you
She need a Saturday away from home to drink more champagne 
I cant'mold a, girl like you
IN ALL DESIGNER, TO REMIND YA
you can't buy her, just her clothes
can'design her, can'define her
IN THE 90210
 
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People say to you ‘you've changed’ or something like that – well, I hope for the sake of God that you have changed, because I don't want to be the same person all my life. I want to be growing, I want to be expanding. I want to be changing. Because animate things change; inanimate things don't change. Dead things don't change. And the heart should be alive, it should be changing, it should be moving, it should be growing, its knowledge should be expanding.

                   —Shaykh Hamza Yusuf

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It starts with being willing to risk your heart again. Even a little bit. And those bits will remind your heart what love is, the hard exterior breaks away and you find yourself again. The self that knows you don't need anyone else to survive but you need someone else to feel fulfilled. That's not admitting weakness, that's admitting you're human. We need to love and to be loved.

                            —Leo Christopher

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You yourself are made up of atoms that rained down onto Earth billions of years ago. So when you meet someone and you swear that you've known them before, that you've felt them before, know that there is no coincidence in that – finally, your cells are reunited, and at last, it feels like you are home.




Tell me about the hands that broke you like tree branches. Tell me about the heart that made you a home, the barren soul that used your dry bones like kindling in the middle of winter. Tell me about the house fire, the ashes which you rose from. Tell me about your resurrection – but don't you dare tell me that you are not strong enough this time, don't you dare tell me that you cannot rise again, and again, and again.
     — Bianca Sparacino
 




Promise me that you will never allow yourself to be loved in halves again, that you will fall in love with someone who makes you question why you ever thought you weren't whole to begin with. Promise me that you will rise with this new spring, that you will thaw your winter wounds with summer's air and pack the gaps of your heart with its soil – for what a gift it is to be new again, what a gift it is to grow.
     — Bianca Sparacino
 

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