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Writing coreʚɞ

𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒛 𝑲𝒂𝒇𝒌𝒂 𓏲ּ𝄢I live more in my head than in the real world.

I can never make anyone understand what is happening inside me. All I am is literature and I am not able or willing to be anything else. A first sign of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die. In the fight between yourself and the world, back the world. I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us. I am a cage in search of a bird. I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness. You can hold yourself back from the sufferings of the world, but perhaps this very holding back is the one suffering you could avoid.

⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔

این دختر یک زیبایی داره که انگار از دل افسانه ها اومده 😭🩷🎀

چقدر خوشگل و ماه 😭🩷🩷

perhaps the loss was never you. perhaps it was the version of me that only existed when someone looked at me the way you did.

i never noticed how much of my reflection had learned to live in your eyes until i could no longer see myself there.

sometimes i think i miss who i was before you. before every beautiful thing carried your shadow, and before every memory felt like something I had to survive instead of cherish.

i should have known that the moment i let you become part of my favorite things, losing you would mean losing pieces of myself too. after you left, everything that once felt like mine carried your memory, and i couldn't look at those things without thinking of you.

maybe even if everyone tells me im enough, when you don't, i start forgetting who i am.

ممنونم لطف داری🤍😭

ولی خیلییی عروسک شدیی🥲🎀

مثلاً این آرایشو انجام دادم😭