“I am empty and futile in every corner of my being, even in my unhappiness.”
— Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice
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“I am empty and futile in every corner of my being, even in my unhappiness.”
— Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice
“I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.”
— Kurt Vonnegut
words by me, from a project reflecting on my childhood self + my childhood bedroom
“If it is destroying you then it is not love my dear.”
— Unknown
- 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚜.
Margartia Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, from Rien ne va plus
[Text ID: “I would have preferred if you had loved me less and understood me more.”]
“It’s not just other people we need to forgive. We also need to forgive ourselves. For all the things we didn’t do. All the things we should have done.”
— Mitch Albom
nothing is as tender as annotating your favourite books. it’s like leaving a piece of your heart on the pages for somebody else to find.
Deep in my heart I know I am a loner. I’ve tried to blend in with the world and be sociable, but the more people I meet the more disappointed I am. So I’ve learned to enjoy myself, my family, and a few good friends.
Steven Aitchison
I see the color blue and find myself thinking about you, how you would hold me tight and then lean on my shoulder, slowly falling asleep as we soar up high.
I see the color blue, a vivid hue, it reminds me of the moments I shared with you. How your touch would ignite a gentle flame, and on my shoulder, you found comfort, untamed.
In the canvas of my heart, forever imprinted, the shades of blue, where our love was minted. Though the flight has ended, and we're apart, your memory lingers, etched within my heart.
—Sparkandashes
“I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds — but I think of you always in those intervals.”
― Salvador Plascencia, The People of Paper
“These are the days that must happen to you.”
— Walt Whitman (via bnmxfld)
“And even if we never talk again, please remember that I’m forever changed by who you are and what you meant to me.”
— Chasing Amy