I wait for this rain to take me home and let me hide behind the curtains...
seen from India
seen from France
seen from France

seen from France
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seen from France
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seen from United States

seen from Australia
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I wait for this rain to take me home and let me hide behind the curtains...
Rosa, "Saumensch"
ok guys I have a twitter account where I post in portuguese since it’s my first language but since you all speak english here I recovered an old account where I used to post in english so if you want to interact pls follow me I’ll follow back
here it is:
twitter 🌸
I wanted to tell The Book Thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn’t already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and under estimating the human race – that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and it’s words and stories so damning and brilliant. None of these things, however, came out of my mouth. All I was able to do was turn to Liesel Meminger and tell her the only truth I truly know. I said it to the book thief and I say it now to you.” ***A LAST NOTE FROM YOUR NARRATOR*** i am haunted by humans.
The Book Thief by Markus Zusak ( pg. 550 )
Oi, T. Cê tá bem? Tô te escrevendo de novo. Eu sempre escrevo pra ti quando a vida parece sugar as minhas energias, já percebeu? Eu tô cansada, amor. Cansada. Em algum lugar, no fundo (bem fundo mesmo) da minha mente, eu sei que eu tenho que lidar com tudo isso. Mas, agora? Agora eu não consigo. Eu tô exausta. Cansei de culpar os outros, cansei de me culpar e, principalmente, cansei de catar meus pedacinhos no final das contas. Vou deixar eles jogados no chão por um tempo. Quem sabe eles não ficam melhores espalhados? Tu sabe de uma coisa: Eu sempre fui tão insistente com todo mundo. Tipo, eu sempre me esforço pra ajudar, às vezes não do melhor jeito, mas eu tento, amor. E você sabe o que eu ganhei todas as vezes com isso? Poeira. Todo mundo vai embora. Ninguém realmente fica. Mas, no final do dia, eu ainda tô aqui. Sozinha. Me arrependendo de ter agido do mesmo jeito de novo. Uma vez na vida, eu quero ser a pessoa que vai embora. Aquela que larga tudo e finge que nada aconteceu, não importando o quão ruins as coisas pareçam. Todo mundo que foi embora nem se lembra de mim mais, tu entende? Mas eu ainda tenho as marcas das unhas no meu pulso. Eu ainda lembro com exatidão da data do aniversário delas, da banda favorita, do lugar favorito... Eu lembro com uma perfeição ridícula de tudo que a gente viveu junto. Eu ainda olho pra trás esperando encontrá-las em algum lugar, mas ninguém nunca voltou. Nenhuma vez. É como dar murro em ponta de faca e eu tô cansada de fazer isso. Eu tô indo embora dessa vez, tá? Só preciso de um tempo. Ps: você também nunca olhou pra trás
Ladrona de libros
Entró completamente vestida en el Amper y dijo algo muy raro. Algo sobre un beso. Algo sobre una saumensch. ¿Cuántas veces tenía que despedirse?
@1ambehindyou
You never really left, baby, neither do I.
We remain.
I belong to you, Matt.
November 8th was a hard day, spent all day drunk, for being sincere. But I love you even more I’m so grateful to God, for this nine months loving you,
I’ve never loved anyone like this in my life.
And I’m glad you are still alive.
See, grandma got sick, she had a Coronary angiography test on november 10 but everything got worse, she bleed a lot, so I took a plane to Mexico City and took care of her at the Hospital.
Today, Friday the 13th I got back to Sonora. It was exhaustive, I’m done. Realized if she dies you’re the only really one left for me. Gonna end up alone, if she dies. I have nothing, baby.
These days… *sighs*
I’ve been watching almost everyday “The Book Thief” it breaks my heart everytime, felt so identified. I’ve lost my dad (you know he was my grandfather) my mom is so sick (you know I mean my grandmother) my brother has abandoned me for my cousin he never really speaks or care for me anymore I understand he’s a teenager but once he told me “you’re dead to me” I’ve never get over it. So it seems he’s dead to me too.
Yeah, yeah… I’m always helping people and caring for them fundamental rights and stealing them smiles in their time of need, and yeah, there’s the books and all the writing part I adore, but you…
I don’t understand why you have to left me. I will never understand.
I’m commited to you, heart and soul, devoted and loyal too, I’m still, baby.
I don’t have the urge to survive anymore. Sometimes I’m done with life.
You have my heart and soul for keep.
You’re and will always be my Saukerl and I will always be your Saumensch.
No matter what happens in the Future. We made a promise, baby, I won’t break it.
Even if I die or even if… *sighs" :’( even if you die
I LOVE YOU.
Ich Liebe dich Engel, Ich liebe dich so sehr!
I'm reading The Book Thief. Good book so far.