For the most of us, it hasn’t been an easy ride. Every year we come across with moments of joy or moments of sorrow. But you will make it through. Always remember that.
"Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in ugly ways."
Sigmund Freud (via moreofamore
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In a world of smiles, yours is the prettiest.
23 Jan 2012
A thing to change:
Amnesty International: Egypt’s new military government is still attacking protesters with weapons and equipment that sometimes say “Made in the USA.” Urge the U.S. State Department to stop authorizing the shipment of weapons, ammunition, and equipment that Egypt’s government could use to violently suppress human rights:
http://takeaction.amnestyusa.org/siteapps/advocacy/ActionItem.aspx?c=6oJCLQPAJiJUG&b=6645049&aid=517078&msource=W1201EAMNA1&tr=y&auid=10157491
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The color of her eyes were so vague
In the sun they were a very pale blue but when indoors, you would have thought they were the color of soil after it had rained
She always wore her long red hair up in a braided bun
But he preferred it draped over her shoulders, following the arch of her back where he would always lay his hands
He loved how pale her skin was but he never told her
Instead he told her how depressed she looked and asked her what was troubling her
They loved each other but their worlds were so different
A wealthy man would never be caught having such a poor woman as his bride
Yet she was everything he had ever wanted
He spoke to the rhythm of his heart
Sometimes it was hard for her to keep up
She loved that about him
How easy it was for her to get lost in his words
Arrogant yet sweet
But she brought out the best in him
And he just wanted her for her
She didn’t care for fancy dresses and shoes
But rather the simple things
She was complex yet pure, unlike the other women that he had always surrounded himself with
It was always quite sad, really
That it took him so long to find such a creature
She always spoke her mind as if fearless about what the other person may say
Nothing phased her
But she was nothing but a white dove locked in an empty cold cage
Waiting for someone like him to set her free
Their future together, anything but predictable
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"The most introspective of hearts tends to be the most sentimental. We cling to the smallest moments from our past because we fear that emotion will never come our way again."
Shannon L. Alder (via 500daysofkissingmypillow)
