to love the world is to love yourself
⌜If I didn't think I'd be much happier⌟ - Sylvia Plath
What are words. Guess I need to use them. Deep thinker, aspiring writer and a curious soul, which basically means I spend my days staring at the wall. A friend to the world and have a tendency to analyse the ever-loving shit out of things 🍋 That is all … for now.
I talk about the desire to be remembered and how it affects our lives.
I wish I could talk about my memories the way people do in books. They always describe them so vividly, what they were thinking, the smell in the air, the moments leading up to the memory, and it always fits right into the storyline, maybe it’s a symbolic scene, parallel to what the heroine is…
You know, I often feel a deep urge to recite poetry
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