𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[ID: February 1. Nothing, merely tired. END ID]

people are not swings. you can’t keep pushing them away and expecting them to come back.

sulē cerdan

"Calvin's Most Unhinged Statements" (A Collection)

Her aura is made of poetry, roses, and galaxies

Unknown

— February 1, 1922 | Franz Kafka diaries

I’m slowly learning that some people aren’t good for me, no matter how much I love them.

Unknown

Hooked on the frontline / are we that entitled to be so pious not to be responsive? to mutually be requited? to be on the same space yet not bothered to interact? / or perhaps the fine line is too grey to be acknowledged? / very well; crossing the figments /  ignorance (arrogance ) is (not) bliss / brush passed it / high horse may trip / alas! - some days how insignificant thing can spark a muse / to  think the diadem may need your inauthentic high & mightiness to notice / walk the talk of reciprocity in energy , forgive me but not even these soles can be touched / unapologetically sincere & this too shall be snobbed out / return to sender / never to worry after all what we give we get back / boomerang is karma swinging in rhythm / unflinching only when kind deeds you've delivered otherwise it can't be helped

D C de Oliveira | Hēsychazō, Imperious | February 2 2023 | Thursday 9am

“Life went on without you. Of course, it did. Of course, it does. It was just an ending, not the end.” - Lang Leav

I said nothing to the woman I loved but gathered love’s adjectives into a suitcase and fled from all languages.

Nizar Qabbani, from “Language”

touch as a love language

Margaret Atwood, Christophe Vacher, William Stafford, Alphonse Osbert, Shauna Barbosa, Sherrie McGraw, Natalie Diaz, Mark English, John Keats, Megan Howland, Marya Hornbacher, Ron Hicks, Sanober Khan, Ron Hicks, Banana Yoshimoto, Ron Hicks, Ocean Vuong, Anne Magill, Mary Oliver

buy me a coffee

Never, never tell them. Try and remember that. Never tell anyone anything ever. Never tell anyone anything again.

Ernest Hemingway

I want to love and be loved more than anything else in the world.

Marilyn Monroe

beginning.

You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.

Daniel Saint