(Source: notanotherhungergamesblog)
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Ya’aburnee (Arabic): “You bury me.” It’s a declaration of one’s hope that they’ll die before another person, because of how difficult it would be to live without them.
The online dictionary that lists this word calls it “morbid and beautiful.” It’s the “How Could I Live Without You?” slickly insincere cliché of dating, polished into a more earnest, poetic term.
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intense, okay. :)
You never cease to amaze me with how innovative you can be :)
This is a pub material made for a candidate named Mickey Eva, who’s running for USC councilor (AY 2012-2013).
Me: Alam mo yung Triangular Theory of Love? Cute yun.
Alyssa: You’re still the disgustingly sappy person that you were in high school. =))
…Never gonna change. :) HAHAHA.
…Tracy :))
Anyway,
here’s one of those fancy theories we psych peeps come up so you have something call what you have.
(Source: annalouise90, via imtracyforyouuu)
"Eating teaches the basic lessons of love. Love is eating. Eating exists in the dialectic of love and its obscure object. This was our first lesson, learned in the breast of our mothers. Pleasure is when love and its object meet. To love is to eat. To love is to give oneself to be eaten. Every food is an aphrodisiac. There is no love-making if there is no desire. The inexhaustible varieties of the eating pleasures awaken in our bodies inexhaustible varieties of hunger. ‘Blessed are the hungry.’ Only those who are hungry have the power to make love. This is the magic food performs: it eroticizes our bodies, it awakens the fire of desire, it lights our dreams, we are made hungrier than we were. Every meal is an ‘aperitif.’ Our desire is never satisfied. If our desire is satisfied, we stop being lovers… Eating and knowing have the same origin. To know something is to feel its taste, what it does to my body."
- Rubem A. Alves, The poet, the warrior, the prophet, (London : SCM Press, 1991), p. 85
