But How Could You Live And Have No Story To Tell?

How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn't pull the trigger?

Love is buying someone a book and writing a note to them on the first page💌🤌🏻

my obsession with girls with no friends and utterly bad mental health>>

It is so cruel that we think we're wasting time when we're doing something that we love and that does not have any materialistic returns.

I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.

Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis

where can I find a lover? someone I can stare at the moon and stars with, or have crazy discussions about literature till 1 am with, someone who writes me love letters and reads me poetry with their head on my lap. someone to walk around museums and imitating art with>>>

“What cannot be said will be wept.”

— Unknown

hum ne mana ki taghaful na karoge lekin

khak ho jaenge hum tum ko khabar hone tak

“I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.”

- Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

Jahan mein aisa kaun hai ke jisko gām mila nahin?

Tumhare pyar ki kasam tumhara gam hai mera gam.