Oh, I Love It And Hate It At The Same Time

I may look fine but deep down I wanna do this.

Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave, you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.

— Caitlyn Siehl

I really like how the Secret History lets you question your own morality, like you’re more upset of a person being a jerk rather than being an actual murderer.

the secrecy of thoughts it what killed us, and perhaps, in the end, this was punishment the fates had in mind. this is the obituary of dead souls, forevermore, haunting. hauntingly beautiful and rotten at the core.

"damn, this movie is so relatable." and the movie they're watching is qala.

Listening to Ghodey Pe Sawaar before watching the movie v/s after watching the movie:

"Everybody talks about cutting people off....But nobody talks about the grief that comes with having to stand firm on that decision knowing it's not what you wanted but what was necessary for your well- being."

~Anonymous

the world is so beautiful by the way. and it will knock u off your feet time and time again. like an old love u forgot about it will meet you in the middle when everything else is so blurry and doesn’t really make sense and it will bring you to where you thought you would never find your way back. it will show u time and time again there’s beauty there’s joy there’s life in everything and that sometimes losing it is the right way to finding it

"Well, of course I’ve tried lavender. And pulling my memory out, ribbonlike and dripping. And shrieking into my pillow. And writing the poems. And making more friends. And baking warm brown cookies. And therapy. And intimacy. And pictures of rainbows. And all of the movies about lovers and the terrible things they do to each other. And watching the ones in other languages. And leaving the subtitles off. And listening to the language. And forgetting my name. And feeling the dirt on my skin. And screaming in the shower. And changing my shampoo. And living alone. And cutting my hair. And buying a turtle. And petting the cat. And traveling. And writing more poems. And touching a different body. And digging a grave. And digging a grave. Of course, I’ve tried it. Of course I have."

– Yasmin Belkhyr

I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.

~Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman