"Later" becomes "too late."
- Talk to you later.
- I'll call you later.
- See you later.
- We'll walk later.
_I'll tell you later.
We leave everything for later, but forget that "later" does not belong to us.
Later, our loved ones are no longer with us.
Later, we don't hear them and we don't see them.
Later, they are just memories.
Later, the day becomes night, the force becomes helpless,
the smile becomes a grimace, and life becomes death.
"Later" becomes "too late."
βπ»πΈ: Unknown
- Talk to you later.
- I'll call you later.
- See you later.
- We'll walk later.
_I'll tell you later.
We leave everything for later, but forget that "later" does not belong to us.
Later, our loved ones are no longer with us.
Later, we don't hear them and we don't see them.
Later, they are just memories.
Later, the day becomes night, the force becomes helpless,
the smile becomes a grimace, and life becomes death.
"Later" becomes "too late."
βπ»πΈ: Unknown
β€48π20π5
The biggest lesson you'll ever learn is to not force anything: relationships, conversations, friendships, favours, attention, love. Anything forced is not worth fighting for, whatever flows flows, what crashes crashes. It is what it is.
β€67π2
I want to live in a place where love isn't a metaphor for sex, and silence isn't a metaphor for fear; where if you're laughing all day, you're not considered crazy, where if you're quiet it doesn't make you boring and if you want to help someone, it's not to expect something in return; where people do not crave for attention, where small talk doesn't exist, where there are no lies and people genuinely care. A place where you and I are closer together. I want to go there, I want to grow old there, and, above all, I want to love there.
β€96π4π4π2π₯2π2
βUnless you can be yourself, you wonβt stay with anyone for long.β
β Sylvia plath
β Sylvia plath
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