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we're not kids anymore.
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Sylvia Plath, aged 17, journal entry #28, from "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath" (c. September 1950)
Ildjima Masrangar and Anas El Hayani photographed by Andy-Long for Impakt
"if i was orpheus i would simply not turn around" yes you would. if you were orpheus and you loved eurydice, you would. to love someone is to turn around. to love someone is to look at them. whichever version of the myth — he hears her stumble, he can't hear her at all, he thinks he's been tricked — he turns around because he loves her. that's why it's a tragedy. because he loves her enough to save her. because he loves her so much he can't save her. because he will always, always turn around. "if i was orpheus i would simply —" you wouldn't be orpheus. you wouldn't be brave enough to walk into the underworld and save the person you love. be serious
You dumb motherfucker life isn't about smelling flowers or feeling radiant sunshine on your skin or making meals with your loved ones. You idiot son of a bitch. It's about apps. It's about scrolling through apps.
Yoshi Busan (부산대타투)
sometimes i don’t realize how much God is protecting me until time passes & i look back with gratitude
"what if things were different" is a poisoned well and drinking from it will kill you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Nizar Qabbani // Franz Kafka
medieval knight raising the visor on his helm just so you can see him rolling his eyes