-Franz Kafka
You know the feeling when you are scrolling and you found one poetry or quote and it hits you so hard like those are the words you want to scream, that is the feeling you are getting, you want to express yourself but you never found the right words and when you saw those lines you found your pieces in it
Darling wake up, its AUGUST already π.
-Christina Rossetti, from "Echo", The Complete Poems
Brenna twohy from Swallowtell //Sanna Wani, βWho is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?β, My Grief, the Sun // Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.
Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
π΄π’ππ’π π‘ 1 ππ πππ‘ ππππ¦ πππ πππ’ππππ .
ππ‘π πππ π πππ π‘βπ π’πππππππππππππ‘ππ πππππππ π€βπ ππππ‘ ππππππ π βππ€ ππ’πβ π‘βπππ ππ₯ππ π‘ππππ πππππ π‘π ππ£πππ¦πππ.
ππ‘'π πππ π‘βπ πππ π‘πππ π€βπ πππ'π‘ ππππ€ βππ€ ππππππππ π‘βππ¦ πππ.
ππ‘'π πππ π‘βπ πππππ π€βπ βπππ π‘ππ ππ’πβ ππ π‘βπππ βππππ‘ ππ’π‘ βπππ ππ‘ π€ππ‘β π πππ π ππππ ππ π‘βπππ πππππ .
ππ‘'π πππ π‘βππ π€βπ βππ£π π‘βπ πππππ π‘π π πππ βπππππππ π ππ πππ‘π‘ππ π‘βππππ .
π»ππππ¦ πΊππππππππππ π·ππ¦ π
IT'S SEPTEMBER already, how can i hold my own heart.