— Franz Kafka, Letter to his father
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— Franz Kafka, Letter to his father
— November 23, Letters to Felice
— December 29, 1912 / Letters to Felice
I had this as dec 30 but he mentions its Sunday so I went and looked up what date was Sunday back in December 1912 and its 29 so, this is dec 29😌
The reading comprehension and overall common sense on this website is piss poor.
how dare you say we piss on the poor
"For three years, out of key with his time,
He strove to resuscitate the dead art
Of poetry; to maintain “the sublime”
In the old sense. Wrong from the start—"
-Hugh Selwyn Mauberley, Ezra Pound
“There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired.” -F.Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
I was so fixated on you not walking out on me that I completely failed to see how you walked right over me.
-B.
- Jane Austen
There's a sense of doom
Coursing through my veins
I feel lost -
Lost in fear and shame
My head is overturned with thoughts
And all the misery they had brought
And then, there are you
Like on cue
Standing in my head
Reaching for my hand
And I see myself giving all of me to you
Paying all my respects that are due
With fear in my eyes
And silent cries on my lips
Because truthfully I'm scared
No one ever has cared
Until you
And that's what's scary too
And it has been some time
Now happiness is coursing through my veins
Yet fearful I stay
If you ever decide to walk away
What will become of me?
I will crumble to skin and bones
I will be usurped from my high throne
And my soul will crumble too
Or will it turn to stone?
-B.H
I forgot how embarassing it is to have an eating disorder and be overweight lol
forgot how good it feels to starve myself
It's literally such an addictive and amazing feeling when your stomach feels empty and it just hurts
Stephan Sinding: 'Adoration' (1903)
So many relationships could be saved if people set their pride aside, apologized, and actually changed their behaviour.
I'm actually never going to do that lol
My childhood trauma didn't make me stronger. it made me a people pleaser. it made me forgive way too much. it made me not speak when i'm supposed to. it made me an extreme empath.
"Take me, wherever you are,
Take me, however you are.
To be restored to the warmth of face and body,
To the light of heart and eye,
To the salt of bread and song,
To the taste of earth and homeland.
Shelter me in the warmth of your gaze,
Take me, a panel of almond wood, in the cottage of sorrows,
Take me, a verse from the book of my tragedy,
Take me, a plaything or a stone from the house,
So that our next generation may recall
The path of return to our home."
-A lover from Palestine, Mahmoud Darwish