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[Gülce @exitsenses]

I love being as lonely as I am because it's made me attuned to the smallest spark in people. I think solitude does to the heart what darkness does to the eye. Lowers the threshold at which light becomes visible

[Bear @Beargirl_1]

a lot of glow ups are just nervous systems realizing the danger has passed

[🕊️ @lichthauch]

I used to lay awake at night cataloguing every terrible thing i'd ever done, as if compiling some grim ledger of my own failings, counting them like a black rosary. but at some point it occurred to me that every single piece of real wisdom i ever gained came directly from one of those terrible things. not from the good choices, not from the times i was right, from the sunken, humiliating nights where i found out what i was actually made of. and it makes you uncomfortable to say out loud but i do not wish i had not sinned, because i would be empty. i would be one of those clean little men who speak about virtue with the confidence of someone who was never tested by it

[​𝐥𝐲𝐫𝐚 @sunnkssdseraph]

According to attachment theory, genuine love is reflected in how someone responds to your pain, not just your presence. When someone truly values your wellbeing, their deepest fear isn't losing access to you - it's causing you harm. But when someone only loves what you provide for them they fear losing their supply, not hurting your heart. This subtle difference reveals everything about whether you're loved for who you are or what you give. Notice which one keeps them awake at night

[books 📖 @bookpoets]

“loving someone is like moving into a house”

[CrankyPappy @CrankyPappy]

Anything could happen at any moment, but it usually doesn’t.

[CrankyPappy @CrankyPappy]

Nostalgia lies.

[Jude obscura @crowsunflower]

the significance of empty words

[𝔬𝔯𝔭𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔢𝔡𝔰𝔨𝔶 @orphanedsky]

solitude restores you, isolation makes you slowly disappear.

[CrankyPappy @CrankyPappy]

“I don’t care about being right anymore.”

[Colours of The world @ColoursOfWorld1]

When you signature has an aura of its own🦁

[mînà @_evaweht]

the hypothetical better version of yourself that you never actually became is a kind of dead wife.

[CrankyPappy @CrankyPappy]

We prefer fiction over reality.

[Jude obscura @crowsunflower]

the crows are flying tonight, there is murder in the air

[Blue🦋 @Lismarblue]

A los 40 años, Franz Kafka (1883-1924)
que nunca se casó ni tuvo hijos, paseaba por un parque de Berlín cuando se encontró con una niña que lloraba porque había perdido su muñeca favorita.

Juntos buscaron la muñeca, pero sin éxito. Kafka le dijo que se vieran allí al día siguiente y que volverían a buscarla.

Al día siguiente, cuando aún no habían encontrado la muñeca, Kafka le dio a la niña una carta "escrita" por la muñeca que decía: "Por favor, no llores. Hice un viaje para ver el mundo. Te escribiré sobre mis aventuras".

Así comenzó una historia que continuó hasta el final de la vida de Kafka.
Durante sus encuentros, Kafka leía atentamente las cartas de la muñeca, escritas con aventuras y conversaciones que a la niña le parecían adorables.

Finalmente, Kafka devolvió la muñeca (la había comprado). «No se parece en nada a mi muñeca», dijo la niña.

Kafka le entregó otra carta en la que la muñeca escribía: "Mis viajes me han cambiado". La niña abrazó a la nueva muñeca y la llevó feliz a casa.

Un año después, Kafka murió. Muchos años más tarde, la niña, ya adulta, encontró una carta dentro de la muñeca. En la pequeña carta firmada por Kafka estaba escrito:

“Probablemente perderás todo lo que amas, pero al final, el amor regresará de otra manera.”

[RS Archer @archer_rs]

Everyone ok?

[Mindfulness Thoughts @Mindfulness_DQ]

Avoid people who create chaos, then play the victim.

[CrankyPappy @CrankyPappy]

Batman has never spoken to me and stays out of my business. Be more like Batman.

[bug girl! @medusasgemss]

there’s something magical about the first bird you hear after heavy rain stops. tiny voice checking to see if the world is okay again

[love drops @lovedropx]

Everyone's feed is overwhelmed by this qoute but this will never get irrelevant.