this is me

[a--z--u--l]

A veces es necesario volver a ver una película en otro tiempo, con otra edad y con otra mente.

[withnailrules]

Photo by Bruno Dayan

[sanraaw]

A

[itallstartedwithakiss]

[thoughtkick]

“You fall in love with the little things about someone, like the sound of their laughter and the way their smile forms.”

— Unknown

[thoughtkick]

“I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.”

— Melissa Cox

[verpasstzuleben]

[halcyondaaze]

left behind

Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Yvette Siegert, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972 // KK Kozik, Floating (oil on linen), 2020 // Joan Didion, Blue Nights (2011) // Adonis, tr. by Khaled Mattawa, Selected Poems; “The Child Running Inside Memory” // Carol Marine // Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time // Lucy Mckenzie, Kerry, 2001 // Mitski, Working for the Knife // Holly Warburton, Night-time Solitude

[randomreasonstolive]

Reason to Live #6533

  Sun on my skin in summer. – Guest Submission

(Please don’t add negative comments to these posts.)

[universallovebot]

love is stored in the kitchen

perhaps the world ends here - joy harjo // the world unseen (2007) - dir. shamim sarif // text post - @jacebeleren​ // daidai’s kitchen - @pakchoys​ // text post - @bicarusgf​ // in the kitchen - helena janecic // letter to donald windham - tennessee williams // お仕事  - @tomokohara​ // summer kitchen - donald hall // perhaps the world ends here - joy harjo

[lilllium]

Source: 🧡🧡

[flowerytale]

Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer (November 24, 1912)

[viperslang]

“Yours (now I’m even losing my name - it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours)“”

— Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

[callmefrieden]

Dear Milena,

I wish the world were ending tomorrow. Then I could take the next train, arrive at your doorstep in Vienna, and say: “Come with me, Milena. We are going to love each other without scruples or fear or restraint. Because the world is ending tomorrow.” Perhaps we don’t love unreasonably because we think we have time, or have to reckon with time. But what if we don't have time? Or what if time, as we know it, is irrelevant? Ah, if only the world were ending tomorrow. We could help each other very much.

― Franz Kafka

[lilllium]

—Franz Kafka, from Letters to Milena

[wedarkacademia]

“I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.” ― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

[beautymyeyes-see]

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

[psychictaledreamer]

SO LONG ♾🥺