When will everything stop feeling so overwhelming?
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When will everything stop feeling so overwhelming?
“Everything is burning, my soul, body, outside, inside, heart, flesh. Do you understand? Do you really understand?”
María Casares, from a letter to Albert Camus written c. March 1952
"There is nothing about you that I cannot understand, that my heart cannot accept. I know now that I will love you to the end, against all pain."
- Albert Camus, in a letter to Maria Casares in July
— Frank O'Hara (via lunamonchtuna)
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Das letzte Stück Anstand
Dass die Tränen zurückhielt
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Und ich schaue zu, wie meine Socken
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Und spüre die Tränen die seit Tagen
Hinter meinen Augen brannten
In all dem Chaos glaube ich
Mein Leben zu erkennen
Und schäme mich vor mir selbst
Wegen einer Tasse Schwarztee
Im Morgenlicht zu flennen