I cannot tell you enough, how frequently people’s karma is just them having to live with themselves. you won’t have to look out for a catastrophic event in their life. their karma is having to live with themselves as a miserable person, who has no regard for hurting others.
growing up is realizing that love is just a concept and it doesn't actually exist
I feel like a time traveler:
June, July, August.
Summer dissolves in my mouth and I can't remember what it tasted like.
June, July, August.
Summer dissolves in my mouth and I can't remember what it tasted like.
August evenings are especially stricken with melancholy, as if the ghosts of all past summers came rushing to haunt my heart
I just cried while eating a bowl of cereal because everything is draining and I'm tired of begging for good things to happen
fleabag was right. so much love i have for everyone i lost, i don’t know what to do with it, i don’t know where to put it now