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Worst feelings in the world…
Posted on January 25, 2012 with 154,173 notes x reblog this
Having a good night, and having it ruined with tears:
The feeling like you’re all alone, like you’re lost :
Having to look at the face of the person you love, knowing they won’t love you:
When someone tells you they don’t feel the same:
Crying so much you cry yourself to sleep:
The feeling of anger twards yourself:
The feeling of being forgot, unwanted, not good enough:
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A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another.
Posted on January 19, 2012 with 84 notes x reblog this
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