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Dracula, Bram Stoker
Suddenly I don't want anyone to know me as deeply anymore, which is weird because I have always yearned for someone to understand my soul.
I'm going to kiss my husband every chance I get
I’m going to kiss my wife every chance I get
Nikita Gill, from her book titled "Hekate: the Witch: Poems", published in 2025
The Apparition (1876), Gustave Moreau
I dont really what I despise, is it me or the society ?
how the hell is november nearly over
"What I despise about Dazai is that he exposes precisely those things in myself that I most want to hide." - Yukio Mishima
how the hell is november nearly over
No amount of time with you was ever enough.
I will miss you forever.
― Rosary, Anna Akhmatova
[text ID: Will you forgive me these November days?]
Moonlight (Clair de lune)
Félix Vallotton
oil on canvas, c. 1894
Musée d'Orsay
sometimes you actually need to cry, sometimes when you actually want to cry- you just need the final ick- its the final push behind which you can hide the actual reason of crying - because you think you need to explain it to people. People demand explanation, and we feel obligated to do that.
complicated enough.
― E.M. Forster, Howards End
[text ID: The house was very quiet, and the fog—we are in November now—pressed against the windows like an excluded ghost.]
Whenever I read a book
It happens a lot- that I miss the world it takes me too. Like when I was reading Haruki Murakami’s kafkaon the shore, it actually took me to Kafka’s world, I felt I was the one who lived in the nanako ward ( a place in the book ) at one point of time. Later when I read white nights by Fyodor Dostoevsky, I had that world of desperation around me as well, I felt it is me who Is watching the people go to the countryside from Petersburg.
Reading literature, gives me alot , but it takes the little lingering emotion and environmental personality that I build around me every time I read a new book.
I feel people might not want to actually want to discuss about it so I write while still having a piece of every book in me.