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Brenna twohy from Swallowtell //Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.
We heal up through being loved, and through loving others. We don't heal by forming a secret society of one - by assessing about the only other 'one' we might admit, and being doomed to disappointment.
Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
21 /07/23
Life is confusing
If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.
-Vincent Van Gogh
— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
Fck feelings, I love being dead
Written kisses don't reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.
-Franz Kafka, Letters to milena
-Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
-The diaries of Franz Kafka, 1910-1913
-Franz Kafka,Letters to friends, family and editors
- Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
The movie in my mind is blue-- As June runs into warm July I think of little else but you.
- from June to December : Summer Villanelle
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Lath
"Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren't having any of those."
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
“I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t. I just watched. Paralyzed.”
-Khaled Hosseini, The kite runner
"That was a long time ago, but it’s wrong what they say about the past, I’ve learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out. Looking back now, I realize I have been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty-six years".
-Khaled Hosseini, The kite runner
The most toughest part in any relation is give up,giving up on that person you once gave the world to. You stop giving explanation, you stop expecting things and even though you want to you just stop yourself from going near that person because you know doesn't matter how much you love them or how many times you forgive them, when you will leave because of the pain they cause you they will not even stop you. Their's some silence in the conversation and some words behind the silence which you both don't listen to anymore or don't tend to listen. Sometimes your heart wants to give them the explanation, wants to tell them each and every thing running through your mind but... But you don't cause you know it will not change a single thing so you backspace the whole paragraph and let them be in peace and that's my friend is the most broken part.
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.
-Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib
"𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛, 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑦 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑀𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑒"
-𝐹.𝑆𝑐𝑜𝑡𝑡 𝐹𝑖𝑡𝑧𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙𝑑
Her world was the colour of petals :
Pale white and pink and softly glowing
-Neil Gaimon, Cinnamon
The fact that no one knows where I am is my only happiness. If only I could prolong this forever! It would be far more just than death. I am empty and futile in every corner of my being, even in my unhappiness.
-Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice
Hands are unbearably beautiful. They hold on to things, they let things go.
- Mary Reufle
The heart is the toughest part of the body.
Tenderness is in the hands.
-Carolyn Forché, The Country Between Us
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
"Why is it that when the story ends we begin to feel all of it"
- Rupi Kaur | the sun and her flowers
The loneliest thing is no one drew stars around my scars.....
- Carol Rifka Blunt | Tell the wolves I'm home