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Autumn
A peasant from a thousands of years ago
I’m falling in a south-west
Somewhere, with fast speed internet
And then you’ll be, alright
I want to, maybe an Argonian
For so long ago
Shooting lighting and breathing fire
I’m so quick but doesn’t exist
Autumn is coming and farewell to you
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_NfnXdXpjL0
This song constantly makes me think about my ex, it breaks my heart but in the comforting relatable way where you hate yourself but you know someone else feels the same too.
“Goodbyes
And the Autumn night when we realised
We were falling out of love
But we never did.”
“Suicide is man’s way of telling God, ‘You can’t fire me: I quit!’â€
― Bill Maher
“When you’re young and healthy you can plan on Monday to commit suicide, and by Wednesday you’re laughing again.â€
― Marilyn Monroe, My Story
“We cannot tear out a single page of our life, but we can throw the whole book in the fire.â€
― George Sand, Mauprat
“What’s the big fucking deal? Lots of amazing people have committed suicide, and they turned out alright.â€
― Emilie Autumn
“I simply wondered about the dead because their days had ended and I did not know how I would get through mine.â€
― James Baldwin
“She […]
I woke up this morning and couldn’t believe this is life. That this is the life I have to live. I can’t believe it although it’s there as real as it could be.
I think about the possibility of being somewhere else. In a different body. Different place. Maybe a little house near the sea. Maybe with someone I care about. But this is just a thought for a Sunday morning. I am aware that it could never happen and I honestly don’t want any of that. It’s just something to cover up the reality.
Actually it would be enough if I could just take a shower, […]
the crisp smell of Autumn,
the soft crunch of snow
the pattern of pebbles,
a star’s milky glow.
the whistle of wind,
the dampness of dew
the rustle of leaves,
a deep sunset hue.
the curl of a cloud,
the pale of the sky
the stripes of an oak,
a dove’s peaceful cry.
the fragrance of flowers,
the sweet smell of pine
the aroma of rain,
a moon’s lovely shine.
the rumble of thunder,
the hum of close cars
the sigh of a drizzle,
and the silence of stars.
the tranquil of twilight,
the ebony of night
the soothing of sleep,
… For now all is right.