Son malheur, c'est d'avoir été biologiquement vouée à répéter la Vie, alors qu'à ses yeux mêmes la Vie ne porte pas en soi ses raisons d'être, et que ces raisons sont plus importantes que la vie même.
- Simone de Beauvoir, Le deuxième sexe
Somewhere we exist, us in this other life.
All of us who live here in this otherliness,
we love you in spite of your flaws.
Love yourself, even if you feel unlovable.
The most powerful thing you can do for yourself
is to love all the ugliness in your soul.
…I feel more fellowship with the defeated than with the saints. Heroism and sanctity don’t really appeal to me, I imagine. What interests me is being a man.
—Albert Camus, The Plague
“You should not say the greatest romance of your life. You should say the first romance of your life. You will always be loved, and you will always be in love with love. A grande passion is the privilege of the people who have nothing to do. Don’t be afraid. There are exquisite things in store for you. This is merely the beginning.”
The Picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde
You have been waiting for her
Being quiet for not getting hurt
Then you realise it comes false
Let your heart break and cry in its silence
You wouldn’t have regretted
As you know the feeling doesn’t force
And if letting go means healing the seasons
Thus, you have to keep bold and leave it
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My Insecurities at SFSU and My Love For The Stifmeister – #SAP EP09 (Clip)
In this clip, I talk about how it was hard for me to open up in college due to my high school education insecurities. It was no secret that being a child of Asian immigrants, we don’t value arts and literature as highly as “practical” subjects. *cough* math, science, doctor *cough*
Growing up, I never read for fun. I only read when school forced me to write a paper. I only read what I needed to…
Está chovendo muito por aqui, lembro que costumávamos estar sempre juntas nesses dias. Mas desde que você foi embora tudo está triste por aqui. Queria te ligar, te enviar uma mensagem
mas não posso.
Você que escolheu ir embora sem ao menos me dar explicações Em plena terça feira decidiu sozinha que não dava mais pra continuar.
Fez suas malas e me deixou
Estou te escrevendo por que é a única coisa que me resta fazer. Depois daquela terça feira estou tentando recomeçar mesmo que sem forças.
- textos que transbordam a alma
Mi corazón por fin ya no me reclama el haberte perdido, entendió que dolia más tenerte cerca.
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