aesthintrashyard · 6 months ago
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when he texts "xx" but Kafka literally signed his letter with "Yours, now I'm even losing my name - it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and now. yours."
i love kafka so so much
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aesthintrashyard · 2 years ago
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hey (with the intentions of holding hands)
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aesthintrashyard · 2 years ago
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nah but the casual intimacy of watching sunset together with the thoughts like yes definitely the sun’s gone but look at the moon there’s still light!!!
aaaa i’m screaming
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aesthintrashyard · 2 years ago
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me: ask me what i wanna change about this moment
him: what you wanna change?
me: “nothing”
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aesthintrashyard · 3 years ago
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love isn’t cliché! if i’m right next to you i love you and if not i love you from here which makes it different. him holding your holding in public is somehow different then you holding his hand. every love story is different the only common ground they have is “love.”
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