just watched a reel which goes like "I believe in suffocating obsession then sudden disinterest."
بعد میں؟ بعد میں دل سمجھدار ہو جاتا ہے۔
https://www.instagram.com/reel/DTQVfo7k9_g/?igsh=bDVsNnBlOXBvazVw
always conflicting
I lived. Others died.
I lived, yet I feel dead.
She starts laughing harder this time, and I listen, soaking it in. I don't know why it feels like I've accomplished something by making her laugh. Then again, something tells me she probably doesn't do it too often.
It's monster, until you understand
birds who are born in cages, think flying is a disease.
the compass has been broken
empathy without boundaries is self destruction.
اے درد بتا کچھ تو ہی پتا
اب تک یہ معمہ حل نہ ہوا
ہم میں ہے دل بے تاب نہاں
یا آپ دل بے تاب ہیں ہم
ہجرت میں ہی بقاء ہے۔
He smiled. "you're perfect."
The smile warmed something inside her, something she hadn't even known had been frozen. It had cracked, and now it was melting, and she stared up at him, no clue what was happening, no clue where it was going, no clue where it would end, but for the first time in her life, not bothered by it. She let herself revel in the feeling of being desired, of being wanted, of being accepted.
She reveled in the feeling of being alive.
Exhaling a loud breath, the air dissipating around her face, disturbed by her breathing, she looked out at the sea and wondered how easy it would be to just lean forward a bit, just a little, and go splat on the rocks. She wondered, almost dispassionately, if someone would find her body like she had Tanya's or whether she would lie there for days, rotting and decaying like in her dreams, before someone stumbled upon her.
At least she would be asleep then. No more disturbing dreams, no more escaping emotions, no more nothing. Just long, quiet peace.
They say
اپنے الفاظ سے ہر شخص اپنا ظرف دکھاتا ہے دوسرے کا عکس نہیں۔
but survival is not salvation
but I fear forgetting it to a point of becoming incapable of feeling it's occurence ever again
If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the Universe would tun to a mighty stranger.
-Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
"Because humans have an inherent need for inclusion, no "What kind of cost are we talking about. Miss Salazar? Can you give us
examples? "
Salem thought about it for a moment. "It can be anything, Dr. Merlin People pay exorbitant membership fees for clubs just to have a place of like-minded people looking for inclusion. So, it's a financial cost. Or the college hazing, where they pay an emotional price to let themselves be humiliated even though it goes against self-protective instincts, just so they can feel like they're a part of something bigger than themselves."
I am unstable, sometimes melancholy, and have been called on some occasions imperious.
-Mary Shelley, The Life and Letters of Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
a man in the shadows dancing with a woman who knew darkness
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