And for you, a thousand times over I will.
Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing
-Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
And then September to heal it.
God made the month August to break my heart
Wrapped in what may seem like normalcy, I carry a storm within. A whirlwind of intense emotions silently battles the composure I show. It's a poignant illustration of how the quietest exteriors can mask the fiercest storms.
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights
11/08. Got drenched while coming back home
Never loved rain more than today.
Look at you comforting others with the words you wish to hear
You know the feeling when you are scrolling and you found one poetry or quote and it hits you so hard like those are the words you want to scream, that is the feeling you are getting, you want to express yourself but you never found the right words and when you saw those lines you found your pieces in it
“What did my fingers do before they held him?"
-Sylvia plath