Yeah Literally Just Put A Ring On Me The First Time Itself, I'll Say Yes🖐️🙄

i will never understand people who don’t like history. how can you not be entranced by something so intertwined in every step you take and everything you set your eyes on? how can you not love something that explains everything from the ground you walk on to the clothes you wear and the tongue you speak? how can you not adore something that tells the tale of every human who ever walked the earth? how can you not like something so deeply human?

Why is it always what kind of music do you listen to and never let's make a playlist together :/

Indian Dark Academia>>>>

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Not knowing names of songs I liked in a public place will forever come to haunt me in my dreams.

"Never regret thy fall,

O Icarus of the fearless flight

For the greatest tragedy of them all

Is never to feel the burning light."

-Oscar Wilde

Charles Bukowski, "no title," from What Matters Most is How Well You Walk through the Fire

Storm.

We create them.

With a web of lies,

And fake cries.

Then we sigh

When we are too high,

With all the water

Above the head.

We weep again this time

With real tears instead.

But the storm can't be stopped now.

Its no use to keep wondering how?

And so its starts to rain.

And so we regret everything

But all in vain.

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oh, i am finally old enough to know why my parents took so long to grab their coats. why they would ask us to get ready to go only to sit down for another round of coffee. what would i tell myself, at 10 years old? it’s okay. sit down with them too. take in the extra hour with your friend and her family. when you get home, write down every moment in your diary. one day you will be older and you will be waving goodbye to your best friend, and you will turn the key to start your beat up little car engine, and you will look back over your shoulder. her hair will be blowing in the wind and she will be beautiful and you will be, for a moment, struck by all of it. what you will feel is so wide and nameless that it will engulf you. and you will think of being 14 and kicking her under the table in math every time you wanted to whisper something behind the teacher’s back. you will think about how long the days felt, and how you could hold her hand whenever you wished, but you didn’t. and you will think about all of the people you could have lingered with. and you will wish, more than you have ever felt a wish, that the universe just gave you that - more time to linger. more time to say - i love you. i know i need to leave, but i don’t want to leave you. and when i go, i am leaving a piece of my heart that lingers too. 

one more round of coffee. the days are so short, and you are so lovely.

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Watching percy jackson as an adult is going to be insane because when I was 12, it was super cool for a kid my age to be doing wild dangerous stuff but now it's like you small, tiny BABEY. YOU ARE A CHILD!! but also, you still are a super cool *half God* child and I still do want to see u be a badass doing wild dangerous stuff.