Iām waiting patiently for the day that we talk for the last time. The day my heart will break.

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Iām waiting patiently for the day that we talk for the last time. The day my heart will break.
I have a manās ass in my lap right now
I want to cry
Love never dies of a natural death. It dies because we donāt know how to replenish its source, it dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illnesses and wounds, it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings, but never of natural death. Every lover could be brought to trial as the murderer of his own love. When something hurts you, saddens you, I rush to avoid it, to alter it, to feel as you do, but you turn away with a gesture of impatience and say: āI donāt understand.ā
AnaĆÆs Nin, from The Four Chambered Heart
āBelieve me, what you want is someone to have dinner with. Sleep with from time to time, telephone every day or write. Itās what you set up that is defeating. Make it very modest. And give yourself permission to make a few mistakes. You know, blow it a bit. Have a few drinks and fall into bed with somebody. It doesnāt have to be the final thing.ā
ā Leonard Cohen on relationships, 2007
Gustav Janouch, Conversations with Kafka
Carl Phillips, from āLate in the Long Apprenticeship,ā inĀ Silverchest
The Farewell (2019)
Albert Camus
āThe literal meaning of life is whatever you're doing that prevents you from killing yourselfā
Albert Camus
should i k*ll myself or have a cup of coffee?
Albert Camus, from a diary entry featured in Notebooks, 1935-1942
Sometimes Iām happy and I wanna live forever
Phoebe Bridgers// @boykeats //Ocean Vuong//Albert Camus//unknown source// @8-bitfiction //Mary Oliver//Charles Bukowski
Albert Camus and his cat, Cigarette
There is a life and there is a death, and there are beauty and melancholy between.
Albert Camus
āAh! Iām suffocating from this longing I have for you.ā
ā Albert Camus to Maria CasarĆØs, Correspondance, February 6, 1950 [#174]