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He is God
in blue jeans. His wife,
a saint. She’ll have his children.
They’ll have his eyes,
I have this moment
between the jump and the ground.
I know he is not mine.
I am the thief, not the victim. My bed
is an empty ring box, an unmade apology.
When he leaves, I will write my vows
in the tangled sheets.
I will not yearn. I will not mourn.
I’ll hate every man with his name.
There’s a special place in my heart for the ones who were with me at my lowest and still loved me when I wasn’t very loveable.
Yasmin Mogahed (via ruffclub)
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my parents eloped when my mother was 19 and this is a picture of her on their wedding night and it’s literally my favorite picture that exists of anyone, ever.  

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my parents eloped when my mother was 19 and this is a picture of her on their wedding night and it’s literally my favorite picture that exists of anyone, ever.