I Love Small Talk. Why Does Everything Have To Be Serious To Be Meaningful? Tell Me About Your Morning,

I love small talk. Why does everything have to be serious to be meaningful? Tell me about your morning, you had pancakes with homemde syrup? Your motorcycle is the shop? Yes this weather is lovely. How was that movie? You got that shirt on sale for how much?? Talk to me for no reason other than to talk. Share your quiet moments and I'll share mine. We are both human and your company is precious, especially when you're complaining about your neighbors, when you tell me how your garden is doing, when we laugh at the obsurdity of simply existing.

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1 year ago

“Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.”

— Vladimir Nabokov


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2 years ago

it felt like you threw me

so far from myself

i've been trying to find my way back ever since

-rupi kaur


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2 years ago

Ad Astra Abyssosque

whereever the way may lead me


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1 year ago

“Love hinders death. Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general and eternal source.”

— LEO TOLSTOI, War and Peace

1 year ago

i’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

2 years ago

drowning in thoughts

but words full of desert

why am i cold

but burning away?


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1 year ago

i think i am so enamored with devotion as violence, because i want someone to love me even when i am covered in blood. most days, i am more teeth than lips. more claws than hands. more desperation than gentleness. if i am to love, i want it to consume me as surely as a forest fire. when the smoke has cleared, trees will grow stronger than before. i will only let my wounds be tended to by someone unafraid of gore, and i fear softness hurts more than any double edged sword. if i am to be loved, let it be in a slaughterhouse we might make into a home. then the heartache will be holy. and i will be whole.

1 year ago

The purest form of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you

1 year ago

Silent walls

Invisible walls

Social walls

Internal walls

to hight to climb

i cannot reach


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1 year ago

“Do not be afraid to walk the path that you must go just because you cannot see the end. The path becomes clearer as you continue to go on.”

— Unknown

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