"Was He Your Soulmate?"

"I think that's what soulmates are, moments of your life that you want to keep forever."

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned

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Søren Kierkegaard, Diaries 1813-1855

― David Foster Wallace, Consider the Lobster and Other Essays

do i still love you? truthfully, i can’t imagine the day i won’t

— franz kafka, the diaries of franz kafka

June 25th. I sent another message just to unsend it 2 seconds later. My best friend asked me how I was today and I said 'I'm fine', what word can I use to define what I feel? What language burns in melancholy and drowns in loneliness only to go sleep with grief?

It's not so dramatic really. But it is.

I'm not easy to love!!

“I wanna hug you and cry.”

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It must have been impossible to insult Kafka. Like, imagine that you call him an insufferable asshole and he just agrees with you. And then he would write in his diary about it.

February 15th I know I am the most insufferable of humans. Horrible. No sleep. Awful.

okay but saying “i wish i had known you sooner” — like the love in my heart is growing so big and fast for you that i wish i had the opportunity to have you way earlier by my side, because i want to love you longer than i can do now. my love for you reaches my past and makes a place for you.