Her stories always ended with three dots, sounding like an unfinished melody; she hoped he would guess the rest.
ANI SHAHVERDYANI asked god, “why do we sin?” God replied, “The roses in the garden smell delightfully, but in your vase, they rot, just like people in conditions that don’t belong to them.”
More Ani Shahverdyan Quotes
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I asked god, “why do we sin?” God replied, “The roses in the garden smell delightfully, but in your vase, they rot, just like people in conditions that don’t belong to them.”
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We used to play with barbies and when we grew up, we willingly became dolls in the hands of men, i guess we just miss our childhood games.
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And I would lie on your chest for hours and dream about the world in your arms but your thoughts were in another world.
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The more you know her the more it scares yet it makes you wish you knew her more.
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The irony is that we had more intimacy when apart.
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When the chaos creates comfort, and pain stops hurting your head, when you learn and accept the whole world, You know you possess yourself.
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I have felt so much on my own I need a serious reason to let you in.
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How can we love the world if we can’t tolerate our own mistakes.
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Violet is the color of the deepest dreams the synonym of too much love. Violet is the pain we willingly let in and the promises we’ll never break.
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The chance to see you again is 1 in 8 billion but so was the first time.
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The way you rip off my clothes makes me feel like I am a gift, your gift that you can wait to unfold.
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I became your melancholy your unfinished symphony its better to leave undone rather than knowing I did my best yet wasn’t enough.
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From all the flowers on the earth she preferred to be a cactus-to bloom for the one, to push away the rest.
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Don’t write about me I was never meant to be your poem.
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My words fly around you like the annoying flies that only exist to disturb the silence and bite sometimes. When did I become so small
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