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İyi ya da kötü hissetmenizin nedeni düşündüğünüz şeylerdir. Çünkü hissetmek düşünmekle başlar…
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Tag yourself as some of my favourite quotes from books
all songs can be found on this playlist here
“Hell is the absence of people you long for.” - Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel // ‘You Already Know’ by Bombay Bicycle Club, Kathryn Williams
sprinkles of tinsel embroidered into the velvet sky, craving the caramel smoothness of being with that one person, weeping hearts stained with crimson scars and gaping holes of unknowing, subtle watercolour sweeping through the clouds but pretending it’s the most vibrant colour palette
“So many things pass secretly between people anyway.” - Normal People by Sally Rooney // ‘Mallory’ by Back to Yours
crimson fireworks exploding in embers that dull too quickly, chipped scarlet nail polish, eye contact that stabs like barbed wire but comforts like favourite sweaters, shattered mirrors looking more beautiful on the wooden floor then they ever looked on your wall
“How tremendous the agony of unmade decisions.” - If We Were Villains by M. L. Rio // ‘This December’ by Ricky Montgomery
ancient buildings built out of frosted mysteries and unlabelled passions, black coffee gone cold into thick treacle, unappreciated paintings bleeding with secrets from the missing years, clouds of fog rolling over dew stained hills, fresh silk brushed against comforting cotton
“You’re my favourite person of all time.” - Elenor and Park by Rainbow Rowell // ‘Haven’t Met You Yet’ by Michael Buble
lemon sherbets bubbling in your stomach at the sound of someone’s name, craving the soft touch of another, vibrant shades of paint splattered across your hours, golden sparkles flying out of fingertips, thoughts that fall off the train track, pearly stares soaked in memories to be made
“Sometimes it’s good to go to war, just to know you can.” - Power by Naomi Alderman // ‘Ego’ by Koren Grace
rusted metal wiped clean of oppression and silence, wearing your glittered tiara with pride, cowering in fear from the strongest lioness’, learning ethereal angels can be just as terrifying as obsidian stained witches, the sound of sharpened swords in-time with the tapping of stilettos
“He looks at me like I am a girl brought in with the tide, rare and scarred and broken. A girl found in the roughest waters, in the farthest reaches of a dark fairytale. He is looking at me like he might love me.” - The Wicked Deep by Shea Ernshaw // ‘Something About Her’ by The Kents
frothed hands formed out of the tips of waves, frosted eyes glazed over by charcoal memories, jack frost planting deep kisses on your cheeks, gentle beats from a thawing heart, smoky figures built of bonfires and whispered stories, shutting your eyes and jumping deep
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concept: you stumble home from the library after it closes at two in the morning, the cold autumn air biting at your fingers and bare ankles. above you the full moon shines overhead. you light up a cigarette, pour a cup of cold coffee left over from that morning’s brew, and settle in with a book, ready for a quiet evening of scribbled thoughts and aimless perusal of your favourite texts.
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