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it's going to be alright it's going to be alright it's going to be alright
It was easy to respond to coldness, because it could not hurt me like tenderness.
Doris Lessing, The Golden Notebook
It's funny your personality on camera is so different than how you seem on tumblr
I'd be worried if it wasn't, this tumblr says nothing about who I am
man, you make life look so easy and beautiful . how
it's like love, after the first little while you have to begin to consciously make the decision to be happy
I’m so afraid. Because I’m so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening… They only let you this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.
Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner
…because it’s only in fantasy that refugees kids can escape reality.
What do you do when you're stressed?
I log out of everything and go to the forest or the beach or the fields or the island, whatever’s closest, and then I come back and work
so much is happening all at once
but the denser my life gets with all of these occurrences, the less I find myself speaking about it
I am strangely tired, not from having talked so much but at the mere thought of what I still have to say.
Albert Camus, The Fall
Mushkil to hoti rahe gi, aakhir dunya jo hui.
aakhir zindagi jo hui
I'm grateful for you ، thanks a lot 💙
what did I do
moments I'd otherwise forget
• speaking to the woman who asked if there was a bike lane going east on Bloor St, and carrying the conversation while biking alongside each other for a few blocks • me getting into my building’s elevator with my bicycle, followed by a man holding a tricycle in one hand, and another man, the silent pause during the first two floors, and the look we all shared before the burst of laughter