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the colour of pomegranates / sayat nova. posts every 30 minutes.

a collection kept by liang.
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a quotebot composed by liang / a collection of musings, poetry, lyrics & dialogue.

primarily based off
the colour of
pomegranates

quotes may contain dark or disturbing themes, follow at own discretion.
the first real problem I faced in my life was that of beauty.
November 27, 2025 at 2:04 PM
in this healthy and beautiful life, my share has been nothing but suffering.
November 27, 2025 at 1:44 PM
you don‘t remember, you don‘t remember ╱ why don‘t you remember my name.ᐣ
November 27, 2025 at 1:36 PM
you do it to yourself, you do. that‘s what really hurts.
November 27, 2025 at 1:21 PM
I have noticed that in the photographs of me taken about that time together with my family, the others have serious faces; only mine is invariably contorted into a peculiar smile.
November 27, 2025 at 1:01 PM
the answer is brutal; we‘re deceiving eachother —— this is how I love you, probably.
November 27, 2025 at 12:44 PM
you feel the turning of the world, so soft and slow —— it‘s turning you round and round.
November 27, 2025 at 12:24 PM
this is your life, and it‘s ending one minute at a time.
November 27, 2025 at 12:08 PM
it‘s a question of discipline.
November 27, 2025 at 11:45 AM
is evil something you are.ᐣ or is it something you do.ᐣ
November 27, 2025 at 11:28 AM
and the shame was on the other side
November 27, 2025 at 11:04 AM
does big brother exist.ᐣ ╱ of course he exists ╱ does he exist like you or me.ᐣ ╱ you do not exist.
November 27, 2025 at 10:48 AM
the blade digs through me in a moment of disembowelment.
November 27, 2025 at 10:41 AM
got me so blind, I can‘t see.
November 27, 2025 at 10:31 AM
you don‘t have to free your mind.
November 27, 2025 at 10:15 AM
you‘re face to face with the man who sold the world.
November 27, 2025 at 10:06 AM
I‘m in the middle of your picture
November 27, 2025 at 9:47 AM
you‘re such a delicate boy ╱ in the hysterical realm.
November 27, 2025 at 9:33 AM
the enemy of the moment always represented absolute evil.
November 27, 2025 at 9:26 AM
I tried to keep a neutral expression, however, my face contorted into an ugly frown.
November 27, 2025 at 9:08 AM
running over the same old ground, what have we found.ᐣ ╱ the same old fears, wish you were here
November 27, 2025 at 9:01 AM
the colour of relentless regret on the sea.
November 27, 2025 at 8:51 AM
many have come before me, and vaguely known this amazing world, they have extinguished and expired ahead of me.
November 27, 2025 at 8:25 AM
throughout the night ╱ no need to fight
November 27, 2025 at 8:07 AM
this is the beginning.
November 27, 2025 at 7:55 AM