It Must Have Been Impossible To Insult Kafka. Like, Imagine That You Call Him An Insufferable Asshole

i don't pay attention to the world ending. it has ended for me many times and began again in the morning.

― Nayyirah Waheed, Salt

I love daydreaming and not having to participate in life

if i was sisyphus id eat a bit of dirt off the slope every time on my way up until the slope is no longer steep enough for the boulder to roll down. it would be end of suffering in 47 days

Moon and sun in 19th century paintings.

Луна и солнце на картинах 19го века

i dont want my entire life to revolve around work

it's strange. i felt less lonely when i didn't know you.

- Jean-Paul Sartre, The Flies

“All my life, I’ve felt like I belong somewhere that only exits in the depths of my mind – impossible for others to discover.”

— Quote from my journal, 10 July 2017

yes, love is work. but love must be two-sided. we are raised to give ourselves until we are drained. if they do not reciprocate, it isn’t love. love isn’t pouring gasoline down the drain in the hope the sparks you felt might light a fire that keeps you warm. love is coming in out of the cold, knowing they’ll already have made you a cup of cocoa.

I'm not easy to love!!