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☁︎ — (via sinr)
when kafka wrote
“i ran from love because i knew it would destroy me” but i stayed and it ruined me in the most beautiful way possible.
— a.sinr
𝘪 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯.
i write what silence couldn’t hold.
آه، لو أُلفّها هذا الشتاء بشالٍ من الباشمينا تختاره يداي، وتهبه محبّتي. كل ما أريده أن تشعر بالدفء في شيءٍ اخترته لها بنفسي
oh, to wrap her in a pashmina shawl this winter… my hands choosing it, my love giving it. I just want her to feel warm in something I picked for her.
— a.sinr
