Life's a bitch until you die

“ოდესმე წარმოიდენდი რომ მე და შენ ასე ვიქნებოდით?” ვიღაც ეკითხება ჩემ მაგივრად : “როგორ ასე?” “აი ახლა როგორც ვართ.” ხმა ვერ ამოვიღე ან რა უნდა მეთქვა,გაბრუებული ვიყავი ალკოჰოლით და ამ გასაგები, მაგრამ მაინც უცნაური სიტყვებით. ორ ადამიანს შორის მართლაც საოცრად ბევრი რამ რჩება უთქმელი. არამგონია, ამ სიტყვებს ოდესმე ხმამაღლა თქმა ეწეროს.

[tidalwavesandquietstorms]

I am OBSESSED for real

[tidalwavesandquietstorms]

If you lost your memory, who would you trust to tell you who you are?

[thememedaddy]

[angeldelatierra-deactivated2016]

*whispers into my coffee cup* help me

[tidalwavesandquietstorms]

[weepingwidar]

Shyama Golden (Sri Lankan-American, 1983) - Someplace Like Home (2024)

[free-my-mindd]

[thoughtkick]

“Someone you haven’t even met yet is wondering what it’d be like to know someone like you.”

— Iain Thomas

[remanence-of-love]

[vexheart]

The fine line between wanting to say so much and knowing that it's better to say nothing.

[thoughtkick]

“No one will understand you. It is not, ultimately, that important. What is important is that you understand you.”

— Matt Haig, The Humans

[remanence-of-love]

[loubis-and-champagne]

X

[nourishcolourwellness]

[achillesinhighheels]

[tidalwavesandquietstorms]

Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing,

And like enough thou know'st thy estimate:

The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing;

My bonds in thee are all determinate.

For how do I hold thee but by thy granting?

And for that riches where is my deserving?

The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting,

And so my patent back again is swerving.

Thyself thou gavest, thy own worth then not knowing,

Or me, to whom thou gavest it, else mistaking;

So thy great gift, upon misprision growing,

Comes home again, on better judgment making.

Thus have I had thee, as a dream doth flatter,

In sleep a king, but waking no such matter.

[natanvance]

[halcyonicmagazine-blog]