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"…And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
likeness, image of
felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind."
Pablo Neruda, Poetry (via introspectivepoet)

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"Last Wednesday somebody asked me how I got so empty and I guess that’s when I realized that I’ve been losing little bits of myself everywhere I go. I think the other day, when I saw that little girl smiling in the mall, some part of me spilled out onto the fucking food court floor when it hit me that the last time I smiled like that was the night you fell asleep with your arms around me. And when I saw that couple making out in the back of the movie theater, grabbing each other like they would die if they didn’t, I touched my lips and tried to taste you again and I felt like I was going to throw up when I realized it’s been 6 months since you kissed me and I had a little more of myself dripping from my chest onto my t-shirt and getting all over those goddamn movie theater seats. There are pieces of me scattered all over but I think most of them are still in your apartment."
I don’t know how to get them back. (via extrasad)

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