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15 hours ago

. ربما أكون كل شيء عدا أن أكون امرأة مكسورة ، هذا الذي سأموت ‏قبل أن يحدث.

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1 day ago

ترفّقوا بالنّاس فكل إنسانٍ فيه ما يكفيه.

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اللهم أَجعل حياتنا عامِرة بأشخاصٍ يعرفونَ أثر الكلمة.

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3 days ago

In a way, I fell in love with her. A love so unconditionally insane, it made me wonder if she was really real. It made me question if God was proving his existence by sending an angel like her to me. A holy presence that dropped me to my knees by the sound of her voice, the ringing in her laughter or the glistening shine in her eyes. I just wanted all of her and nothing else Follow shortedits_ for more 🎈 onlinepoetry poem poetry poetsoninstagram startuppoem love runawaywriters poetrycommunity shortstories excerptfromabookillneverwrite excerptsfromabookillneverwrite shortstoriesofinstagram wordswithqueens imtrying lovequotes word poet poetsociety shortedits instapoetry instapoet instapoets poetryporn chicagopoetry l4l stories shortstorywriter penguinpoetrynyc

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. 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙞𝙩. 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙞𝙩 , 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚.

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4 days ago

💜 . "لو أَنكَ تدري، كم تسوءُ الأمور مِن ناحيتي، كمّ أصلح شيئًا فتفسّد آلافُ الأشياء و كم أحاول، و كم أركضُ في كُل إتجاه، في كُل اتجاهٍ و لا أصِل.

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finally an edit :O no presets used in this 😌😪 for kirstenho08 and all Shawn lovers 💛 time : 3 hours 20 mins 🙄😌

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6 days ago

~ You should really get to know them 😍💅 Ac: alyasnino Dt: Tagged ✨ Cc: None Fc: 628 I’m sorry this edit is so bad but I’ll try and stick to soft editsif I can ;)

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She was angry. Furious at the person she was today as she read through the journal entries of who she was then. She thought she got stronger. She thought she was getting better. But as the years went by, she was getting sadder. She was getting frustrated, and lonesome. She knew she was always alone, she didn’t need to hear that from others. She knew she had the terrible habit of getting easily trapped in the arms of welcoming and loving people. People who tricked her. But it wasn’t all their fault. Many wanted to help the girl, wanted to reach out and push her up. And she would flourish she would sway and dance at the people who enjoyed having her. And then there were others who got tired, and annoyed — they didn’t want her around so they had her stopped dancing. Each one plucked a petal, always ending at the “we love you not.” Always saying hurtful words, and never realizing the effect it made in her. Each time she ended up believing it more and more. And she got angry at those who abandoned her. Who made her feel worthless, ugly and easily forgettable. She clung onto memories of others — reminiscing the moments where she felt part of the world. And so, walls were built, layers of bricks and dirt towered around and over her. No one being able to knock them down, especially since she has lost the interest of talking about herself. She was helpless, but not because of the people. Because she abandoned herself, leaving her presence in hole 10 feet deep where no one, not even her, would want to reach out Follow shortedits_ for more 🎈 onlinepoetry poem poetry poetsoninstagram startuppoem love runawaywriters poetrycommunity shortstories excerptfromabookillneverwrite excerptsfromabookillneverwrite shortstoriesofinstagram wordswithqueens imtrying lovequotes word poet poetsociety shortedits instapoetry instapoet instapoets poetryporn chicagopoetry l4l stories shortstorywriter penguinpoetrynyc

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I added some of my own clips cus why not 💀 but ily rosinalam I’m gonna post this on my fan acc too

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They were so in love. They wanted to see the world together. They planned their lives already: 3 , 1 cat, 1 big dog and a house with large yard space so one of them can continue on gardening. The house would need 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms and 1 lovely kitchen so the other can relax while cooking. They were ready, and set to start out their lives. But then the fighting happened. Dishes were thrown, tears fell, and unwanted names were said. They non stopped fought; always blaming one another for each other’s pain. They loved each other, but didn’t like one another. They became a whirlpool of angry love, rapidly twirling into the deep depths of emptiness and lost. They cling to each other for help, but neither wanted to do the saving Follow shortedits_ for more 🎈 onlinepoetry poem poetry poetsoninstagram startuppoem love runawaywriters poetrycommunity shortstories excerptfromabookillneverwrite excerptsfromabookillneverwrite shortstoriesofinstagram wordswithqueens imtrying lovequotes word poet poetsociety shortedits instapoetry instapoet instapoets poetryporn chicagopoetry l4l stories shortstorywriter penguinpoetrynyc

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I mean it. Dt- the ppl who wanted

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