I want to go to a place where people asks me if I ever fell in love and I don't start talking about my heartbreak
-Charles Bukowski, "cancer," from Come On In!
Fck feelings, I love being dead
They were wrong, love is never enough to keep someone with you.
Written kisses don't reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.
-Franz Kafka, Letters to milena
Frrrrr
“I want a bf” “I want a gf” okay??? I want to let go of my past no matter how hurtful the memories might be??? I want love to define me rather than break me in my feverish attempts to seek it????? I want the ever shifting opinions of other people to no longer have such a chokehold on me?????
"August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time."
-Sylvia plath
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.
- Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena