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i want a word for the almost-home.

that point where the highway’s monotony becomes familiar
that subway stop whose name will always wake you from day’s-end dozing
that first glimpse of the skyline
that you never loved until you left it behind.

what do you call the exit sign you see even in your dreams?
is there a name for the airport terminal you come back to,
comfortably exhausted?

i need a word for rounding your corner onto your street,
for seeing your city on the horizon,
for flying homewards down your highway.

give me a word for the boundary
between the world you went to see
and the small one you call your own.

i want a word for the moment you know
you’re almost home.

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there and back again, n.m.h. (via anoraborealis)

There is a rest stop just inside the North Carolina border coming from Virginia where we always stop and go “Whew. Nearly there.”

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"Life becomes more meaningful when you realize the simple fact that you’ll never get the same moment twice."

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"افتح فمك فقط إن كان ما ستقوله أجمل من الصمت
Open your mouth only if what you are going to say is more beautiful than silence."

— Arabic Proverb  (via bl-ossomed)

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satans-ghost:

Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.

the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day

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"And I don’t know, don’t know, if we belong together or apart, except that my soul lingers over the skin of you."

— Anne Sexton, Waking Alone (via mjalt)

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"I just hope that one day—preferably when we’re both blind drunk—we can talk about it."

— J.D. Salinger (via pastured)

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