Sometimes you need to sleep, sleep a lot. Not to escape, but to rest your soul from your feelings. Because everything, absolutely everything devours you. Completely.
—Brain
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Sometimes you need to sleep, sleep a lot. Not to escape, but to rest your soul from your feelings. Because everything, absolutely everything devours you. Completely.
—Brain
—Yiwei Chai, The Jacaranda Years
Tu milya, Rabb milya
تو ملا، رب ملا
(When I found you, I found God.)
Mere sabar da mainu sabab milya
میرے سبب کا مجھے سبب ملا
(I found the reason behind my existence.)
Aaj milya, bhave kal milya
آج ملا، بھاوی کل ملا
(Whether I found you today or tomorrow, it doesn’t matter.)
Siveyan tak teri rooh nal miln da haq milya
سیویاں تک تیری روح سے ملنے کا حق ملا
(Till the graveyard, I got the right to connect with your soul.)
Tu har haneri raat da chanan banke
تو ہر اندھیری رات کا چاند بن کے
(You became the light of every dark night.)
Meri rooh vich aa ke aiwe ral milya
میری روح میں آ کے یوں ہی گھل ملا
(You merged into my soul, blending seamlessly.)
the aftermath of love and loss
Death doesn't scare me. But, a scenario where living a life i fear the most becomes a reality, does. Where I live without passion, art or thrill, even a bare thought about it, kills me.
— Gillian Flynn, from Gone Girl
- Mandeq Ahmed, 'Ocean of Tears'
— Trista Mateer, from “i still forget we’re not even friends”
Unknown || Dulce María Loynaz, tr. by James O'Connor, from Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems || D.H. Lawrence || Mary Ruefle || Aristotle || Artwork by Mask Obscura || Marty Robbins, You’re Breaking My Heart || Maria Montessori
— Daphne du Maurier
Simple pleasures appeal to me.
seriously
picking at old wounds again ig
i closed the door but never locked it in hopes you'll show up some day
but i've grown so tired of waiting and i hear there's someone knocking at the door
i hope you don't blame me when i don't answer it anymore
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“Some of you say, “Joy is greater than sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.”
― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
i want what i can’t have; a house by the ocean with a you-shaped print in everything of mine.
such terrible suffering i've bought upon myself
even when it's not about you
I can't help but make it all about you