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Never bend your head. Hold it high. Look the world straight in the eye.
– Helen Keller (via quotemadness)

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The photo on the left is something my boyfriend shot. The painting on the right is my attempt at a Valentine's Day gift.
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I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.
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(3/3) “This time of year always makes me sad because we met at Christmastime and fell in love that winter. He drove a yellow cab during the day, and if I ever called, he’d drop everything and drive to Westchester to see me. I have so many memories of his cab pulling up in a snowstorm. I haven’t changed anything in the apartment since he died. For the longest time I couldn’t even sleep in our bed. I laid a mat on the floor. I don’t cook the foods that he liked anymore. I try to avoid the streets that we walked down together. I used to write letters to him, but that made me too sad. So now I just light an incense on the piano every morning.”

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Write what you feel, is what he said. Of course I followed. I'd follow him anywhere at anytime. He had that effect on me. I just couldn't reject his requests or deny his demands. He told me to write what I felt, so I wrote about him. He is what I felt and what I will continue to feel with no shame at all. Why feel shame when you're just feeling love? When you're just falling in love?
But really, he's the one. That's all I can think when I'm around him. That's all I can think when I'm not around him.
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never being able to say what you need when you need to say it is like when someone lights blue fire in your stomach and kisses you and all they taste is lukewarm. Try to communicate with someone the difference between lukewarm and newborn star hot, even though one hurts more it is one billion times more beautiful try to tell a blind man the difference between red and blue and find yourself wishing there were more words in your own language to say I love you before you start picking words like apples from other language trees and not liking the way your tongue holds onto them. settle for silence. when they finally hunt you down to cut off your tongue, their ash-turned blades will speak volumes of what is really inside of you