It feels like I have died a thousand deaths each moment I feel not understood and cared for. But then I have also compiled the pieces that have left to make something out of them.
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It feels like I have died a thousand deaths each moment I feel not understood and cared for. But then I have also compiled the pieces that have left to make something out of them.
I pray seldom, but whenever I do, you are in there.
Dragon like cloud over Mount Fuji at sunrise. By touyoui, Nov 2024.
– Oscar Wilde
“My imagination makes me human and makes me a fool; it gives me all the world, and exiles me from it.”
— Ursula K. Le Guin
“If you knew how hard it was, and how long it took, to rebuild my little universe of peace and happiness then you would understand why I’m so picky about who I allow in my life.”
— Weird People
ولو خیرونی لکررت حبک للمرة الثانیة
“And if they made me choose, I’d choose to love you once more.”
“I discovered I must must must love, insanely.”
— Forugh Farrokhzad, from ‘Window’ featured in Sin: Selected Poems of Forugh Farrokhzad
When Oscar Wilde said, "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars," and, "To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all," and, "The truth is rarely pure and never simple."
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”
— Jack Kerouac (via thoughtkick)
"I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it - to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once."
- Haruki Murakami
(starting the month as a hopeless romantic? Hell yes.
Happy November to all )
“And it’s hard to hate someone once you understand them.”
— Lucy Christopher (via thoughtkick)
Trying to scrap your name from heart.
With every layer I keep removing I keep seeing an imprint of your name in layer below it, I have scraped so much that there’s a hole in my heart now.
I removed the name but this empty space still has reminiscence of you.
This empty space fills up the space for someone new.
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