bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.
the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.
Kim Addonizio, from What Is This Thing Called Love: Poems; "''Round Midnight,"
“Respect other people’s feelings. It might mean nothing to you, but it could mean everything to them.”
— Roy T. Bennett
“I love talking to you, even if I have nothing to say.”
— Mahmoud Darwish
Nizar Qabbani // Franz Kafka
I’m scared of nothing
of the thought that this is it
my life that has gone to complete fucking shit
while I lay here, not dead
I look at the stars
and convince myself I’m connected to mars
because life sucks
and I’m too scared of nothing
to actually fucking do something
unlike my mother
I will not pray
I’ll probably make up some conspiracy
I won’t sleep
the nightmares keep me awake
I can’t help that every smile is fake
I cry every night
to deal with the stress
because no one cares that I’m fucking depressed
- jfs
They say “fake it till you make it.” The problem with that though is that you’ve been faking it all week, and now all you have to show for it is a new car, a new job, new friends, a newfound sense of purpose, and…. Ah.
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