Photo reblogged from My Island View with 2 notes
Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose…
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Audio post reblogged from My Spotless Mind with 14 notes - Played 243 times
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]New and a bit alarming
Who’d have ever thought that this could be?
True that he’s no Prince Charming
But there’s something in him that I simply didn’t see
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Quote reblogged from جراموفون يدوي بالمنافلة with 27 notes
You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place, I told him, like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.
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Photo reblogged from ❥ jUSt fOR yOu ✿ with 19 notes
ما النسيان سوى قلب صفحة من كتاب العمر
قد يبدو الأمر سهلا ، لكن ما دمت لا تستطيع اقتلاعها
ستظل تعثر عليها بين كلّ فصل من فصول حياتك
ليس نظرك هو الذي يتوقف عندها
بل عمرك المفتوح عليها دوماً
كأنها مستنسخة على كلّ صفحات حياتك
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لـ أحلام مستغانمي
You think that true love is the only thing than can crush your heart…. The thing that can take your life and light it up, or destroy it…. then….. you become a mother…
Quote reblogged from My Spotless Mind with 8 notes
We gather strength from sadness and pain, Each time we die we learn to live again.
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Quote reblogged from جراموفون يدوي بالمنافلة with 19 notes
أن تنسى هو أن يمضى اليوم دون أن تتساءل ماذا يفعل ذلك الشخص الآن. أن يمضى اليوم والغد، واليوم الذى يليه دون أن تتوقف لتلتفت حولك وتتساءل أين هو. أن تعتاد البـُعد، أن تعتاد أن تكون وحدك، أن تقتنع أنك وحدك.
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Quote reblogged from جراموفون يدوي بالمنافلة with 12 notes
It is strange. A man gets to know a woman. For a long time they are one. They have mingled their thoughts, their bodies, their hopes, their odours, their lives. They are one. And then a while later they are strangers. They are not one any more. Just as though it had never happened, as though looking at oneself in the mirror and seeing a stranger instead of one’s reflection.
Source: lastoadri
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