I know it is my father's first time on this Earth, too. And I know He had it worse when he was little.
But I was little too.
ā Franz Kafka, from letters to his father
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I know it is my father's first time on this Earth, too. And I know He had it worse when he was little.
But I was little too.
ā Franz Kafka, from letters to his father
True story š¤«
Au spus cÄ-i rece Či n-au bÄnuit
Ce patimÄ Ć®i clocotea Ć®n vine,
Au spus cÄ nu-i adĆ¢nc Či n-au simČit
Genunile ce dorm sub limpezime.
Un rÄsfÄČat al soartei l-au Činut
CĆ¢nd Ć®ncordat Či dur Či-a dus destinul,
StÄpĆ¢n pe fericire l-au crezut
CĆ¢nd pe furtuni Či-a aČezat seninul.
E doar un om, Či-a suferit Či el,
Dar n-a vrut plĆ¢ns Či bocet de muiere,
SÄ fi sortit desÄvĆ¢rČirii-i greu;
O cumpÄnÄ Ć®n zile de durere.
Ion Pillat - Menire
Sometime in the future, maybe we can get together.
Maybe share a drink and talk a while..
āĀ Heaven, Mieko Kawakami
[text ID: I knew that it was cruel to be so optimistic, but, in my solitude, I couldn't resist the urge and spent entire days basking in idiotic fantasies, sometimes verging on prayer.]
this is your poem
Iāve spent months trying to figure out how to get you down on paper
Iāve tilted bottles and paid tabs Iāve stared strained slept and gambled
Iāve met the sun with empty glassy eyes on the edge of a bed of someone I barely know
but youāve always been on my mind
a puzzle
something washed up on the shore
and on the tip of my tongue
āI break my own heart by expecting people to be as attached to me as I am to them.ā
ā Unknown
Jean-Paul Sartre, The Selected Essays
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no one notices your pain until it turns to anger and then youāre the bad person
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