My Whole Being Turns Void As I Give Much To People And They Ceaselessly Take Parts Of Me

My Whole Being Turns Void As I Give Much To People And They Ceaselessly Take Parts Of Me

my whole being turns void as i give much to people and they ceaselessly take parts of me

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22 (March 1922) Dream of the boil on my cheek in the afternoon. The perpetually trembling boundary between ordinary life and the terror that is seemingly more real.

β€” March 22, 1922 / Franz Kafka diaries

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swithearts
11 months ago
Metamorphic.
Metamorphic.
Metamorphic.
Metamorphic.
Metamorphic.
Metamorphic.
Metamorphic.
Metamorphic.

Metamorphic.

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Also I Found This While In The Forest, It Made Me Happy

Also I found this while in the forest, it made me happy

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This Feels Right

This feels right

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1 year ago
July 31. Sit in a train, forget the fact, and live as if you were at home; but suddenly recollect where you are, feel the onward-rushing power of the train, change into a traveler, take a cap out of your bag, meet your fellow travelers with a more sovereign freedom, with more in-sistence, let yourself be carried toward your destination by no effort of your own, enjoy it like a child, become a darling of the women, feel the perpetual attraction of the window, always have at least one hand extended on the window sill. Same situation, more precisely stated: Forget that you forgot, change in an instant into a child traveling by itself on an express train around whom the speed-ing, trembling car materializes in its every fascinating detail as if out of a magician's hand.

β€” July 31, 1917 / Franz Kafka diaries

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swithearts
2 years ago

drunk yor: *accidentally hits loid in the face*

drunk yor: (panicking, trying to decide if she should say β€œim fucking sorry!” first or β€œare you okay?” first)

drunk yor: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY??

loid: yes.

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2 years ago
We Will Meet Again, Right?
We Will Meet Again, Right?
We Will Meet Again, Right?
We Will Meet Again, Right?
We Will Meet Again, Right?
We Will Meet Again, Right?

we will meet again, right?

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