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I think about you. Not all the time. But every day you show up when I walk alone on the streets, when I see a boy kissing a girl, a couple holding hands, when I spot things that remind me of you, when I eat or drink a cup of coffee, remembering the way you hugged me from behind or kissed my forehead when I woke in the morning. I think about you while reading my favorite book. Now, that’s a little too much. Yes, it is you everywhere I go.

I think about you. Not all the time. But every day you show up when I walk alone on the streets, when I see a boy kissing a girl, a couple holding hands, when I spot things that remind me of you, when I eat or drink a cup of coffee, remembering the way you hugged me from behind or kissed my forehead when I woke in the morning. I think about you while reading my favorite book. Now, that’s a little too much. Yes, it is you everywhere I go.

— 2 months ago
#writing  #photography  #me crazy 
Saying ‘I love you’ is easy. Living ‘I love you’ is not. 
I was certainly too young and naïve to think that the doing was as simple as the saying, to skip the possibility of feeling the abrupt loneliness while holding hands or lying next to someone, to wake up every morning unyieldingly believing that I could somehow make things work. 
But you know it takes two people to live that ‘I love you’.

Saying ‘I love you’ is easy. Living ‘I love you’ is not.
I was certainly too young and naïve to think that the doing was as simple as the saying, to skip the possibility of feeling the abrupt loneliness while holding hands or lying next to someone, to wake up every morning unyieldingly believing that I could somehow make things work.
But you know it takes two people to live that ‘I love you’.

— 3 months ago with 1 note
#writing  #love  #paris  #photography 
'You'll walk a city street that your feet have never touched before and you'll be terrified of getting lost and that feeling is what'll help you find the way home.'
-Azra Tabassum

'You'll walk a city street that your feet have never touched before and you'll be terrified of getting lost and that feeling is what'll help you find the way home.'
-Azra Tabassum

— 3 months ago
#travel  #paris  #inspiration  #photography 
A beautiful day in Meknes. Sometimes looking at houses and imagining the lives within them give me this thrilling sensation. And with a view like this, you can sit for hours until the sun goes down and even when the lights are up, you might still refuse to move.

A beautiful day in Meknes. Sometimes looking at houses and imagining the lives within them give me this thrilling sensation. And with a view like this, you can sit for hours until the sun goes down and even when the lights are up, you might still refuse to move.

— 3 months ago with 2 notes
#writing  #travel  #morocco  #photography 
It seems like my life is made of temporary places and scenery, fleeting days and unfamiliar faces, forceful smiles and moments so beautiful yet vanished the second I tried to capture its beauty, non-stop routines and off-balance habits.
These days when I think about life I think of a piece of molded bread forgotten by some rat in that dark corner of the alley hidden behind a lifeless side of the river.

It seems like my life is made of temporary places and scenery, fleeting days and unfamiliar faces, forceful smiles and moments so beautiful yet vanished the second I tried to capture its beauty, non-stop routines and off-balance habits.

These days when I think about life I think of a piece of molded bread forgotten by some rat in that dark corner of the alley hidden behind a lifeless side of the river.

— 4 months ago
#writing  #life  #photography  #sometimes it's hard 




If people can create the map of the Earth, can they also make a map of the Heart?
Where should I turn, can I walk, do I have to run, how far do I have to go, is there a shortcut, would I be able to reach the final destination, is there a final destination at all, what if someone reaches the Heart before me, will I be able to start again and where do I even start? With all the breakthrough technologies, why do I feel lost more than ever?
The map of Heart changes in every single heart beat. How can one keep up with that?

If people can create the map of the Earth, can they also make a map of the Heart?

Where should I turn, can I walk, do I have to run, how far do I have to go, is there a shortcut, would I be able to reach the final destination, is there a final destination at all, what if someone reaches the Heart before me, will I be able to start again and where do I even start? With all the breakthrough technologies, why do I feel lost more than ever?

The map of Heart changes in every single heart beat. How can one keep up with that?

— 4 months ago
#writing  #where is the love  #photography  #map 




“I don’t think I’ve ever been truly in love, but this song brings back an entire state of mind and a whole load of memories… And I think one day this will have a whole new meaning attached to it. Because somehow I sense heartbreak coming into my life, because to some extent it’s been in everyone’s life. If this song won’t cure that heartbreak for me, nothing will.”
- someone on “I can’t make you love me”



maybe if I had turned my head to the other side when you came closer, I would not have made myself into such a fool.

I don’t think I’ve ever been truly in love, but this song brings back an entire state of mind and a whole load of memories… And I think one day this will have a whole new meaning attached to it. Because somehow I sense heartbreak coming into my life, because to some extent it’s been in everyone’s life. If this song won’t cure that heartbreak for me, nothing will.

- someone on “I can’t make you love me”

maybe if I had turned my head to the other side when you came closer, I would not have made myself into such a fool.
— 5 months ago
#photography  #inspiration  #icantmakeyouloveme 
“You wrote down all these things to say goodbye to. But so many of them are good things. Why not just say goodbye to the bad things? Say goodbye to all the times you felt lost. To all the times that was a ‘no’ instead of a ‘yes’. To all the scrapes and bruises. To all the heartache. Say goodbye to everything you really want to do for the last time.”

You wrote down all these things to say goodbye to. But so many of them are good things. Why not just say goodbye to the bad things? Say goodbye to all the times you felt lost. To all the times that was a ‘no’ instead of a ‘yes’. To all the scrapes and bruises. To all the heartache. Say goodbye to everything you really want to do for the last time.

— 7 months ago with 2 notes
#himym  #photography  #olga onischenko  #say goodbye 




“In certain areas of my life, I actively seek out solitude. Especially for someone in my line of work, solitude is, more or less, an inevitable circumstance. Sometimes, however, this sense of isolation, like acid spilling out of a bottle, can unconsciously eat away at a person’s heart and dissolve it. You could see it, too, as a kind of double-edged sword. It protects me, but at the same time steadily cuts away at me from the inside. I think in my own way I’m aware of this danger - probably through experience - and that’s why I’ve had to constantly keep my body in motion, in some cases pushing myself to the limit, in order to heal the loneliness I feel inside and to put it in perspective. Not so much as an intentional act, but as an instinctive reaction.”
- What I talk about when I talk about running by Haruki Murakami

In certain areas of my life, I actively seek out solitude. Especially for someone in my line of work, solitude is, more or less, an inevitable circumstance. Sometimes, however, this sense of isolation, like acid spilling out of a bottle, can unconsciously eat away at a person’s heart and dissolve it. You could see it, too, as a kind of double-edged sword. It protects me, but at the same time steadily cuts away at me from the inside. I think in my own way I’m aware of this danger - probably through experience - and that’s why I’ve had to constantly keep my body in motion, in some cases pushing myself to the limit, in order to heal the loneliness I feel inside and to put it in perspective. Not so much as an intentional act, but as an instinctive reaction.

- What I talk about when I talk about running by Haruki Murakami

— 7 months ago with 4 notes
#book  #inspiration  #free people  #photography  #life 
Maybe sometimes we move too fast with our lives, bump into the other without stopping for a moment to apologize, take advantages of each other as long as our goals are met and our needs are fulfilled, then walk away as the season is over. We are careless. We want to have fun. We hurt each other without realizing that in the end we would perhaps end up hurting ourselves.

You and I are caught up in this world of oblivion, empty talks, lousy hours trying to present ourselves to the world that wouldn’t give a damn about who we really are.

So what are we doing here? What is this all about? How ironic we are.

Maybe sometimes we move too fast with our lives, bump into the other without stopping for a moment to apologize, take advantages of each other as long as our goals are met and our needs are fulfilled, then walk away as the season is over. We are careless. We want to have fun. We hurt each other without realizing that in the end we would perhaps end up hurting ourselves.

You and I are caught up in this world of oblivion, empty talks, lousy hours trying to present ourselves to the world that wouldn’t give a damn about who we really are.

So what are we doing here? What is this all about? How ironic we are.

— 8 months ago with 3 notes
#writing  #where is the love  #photography