Life is good when you realise you are not alone, 218 people are also dumb and lost like you (THANK YOU, DON'T UNFOLLOW ❤️🩹🫂)
In all the colours I expected love to be, it was not what I got . I thought love will be the dawn colours. The warmness of orange that at the end of the day being with your lover will ease the scars , the calmness of blue that doesn't matter how complicated the situation is we will get over it , the assurance of lavender that it will all heal, the sweetness of pink that no matter what love will make everything right and even the yellow that doesn't matter what at the end love will win, but for me love was the colour of silver. Too shinny and perfect from afar but from close it was the colour no one will choose. The colour of coldness, the colour which will left you numb. The colour which will leave you in the state of being non-committal.
-The diaries of Franz Kafka, 1910-1913
-Ocean Vuong, from “Eurydice”, Night Sky with Exit Wounds
And then September to heal it.
God made the month August to break my heart
Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last: New Poems
Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz Kafka
Darling wake up, its AUGUST already 💌.
-Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever