She is a living fire, such as I have never seen; incidentally, a fire that, despite everything, burns only for him. At the same time she is extremely tender, brave, intelligent, and sacrifices everything, or if you prefer, acquires everything by sacrifice. ⎯ Franz Kafka, Letters to Mikena

Perhaps we may meet each other in a dream. ⎯ Marina Tsvetaeva

She was so much better at being alone; being alone came more naturally to her. She led a life of deliberate solitude, and if occasionally loneliness crept in, she knew how to work her way out of that particular divot. Or even better, how to sink in and absorb its particular comforts. ⎯ Cynthia D'Aprix Sweeney, The Nest

✷ Avec tout mon amour, celui qu'on avait pas. ( 100622. )

Burnin' trash out on the beach. ✷ Football fic. / K. Asllani. ✷ BENEAMATA BABIES #1.

ᝰ trent alexander-arnold THE TIME SHE'S NOT AROUND SOMEWHERE OUT-OF-TOWN HAS BEEN HARD. DISCLAIMERS | 𖦹 this is all fiction, but based on reality 𖦹 trent. x oc ⌗ gilmorespoet

Then it comes to me: Yes I'll die, so will everyone, so has everyone. It's what we have in common. And for a moment, the sorrow ceased, and I saw that it hadn't been sorrow after all, but loneliness. ⎯ Marie Howe