Crazy how we are everything that has happened to us but then you meet someone and you don’t see everything that has happened to them you just see them. And you both try to explain everything that has happened to you but your words and memories are so biased and oversimplified.
I imala sam te neke odnose sa ljudima, koji su trajali i koji su bili predivni sve dok sam se pravila da ništa loše ne primijetim.
Bit ćete u srednjim dvadesetima
kada shvatite
da vrijeme curi,
da se kava hladi,
da cigara izgori
da je život jedan
i da se nećete vratiti,
ostvariti ono neostvareno,
da vam vozovi odlaze
dok vi stojite na krivim peronima
i pokušavate krojiti tuđe sudbine
dok vam vaša pred nosom
uporno daje onaj zadnji znak
za ukrcaj.
I niko zaista ne zna
koliko sam puta plakala
na podu u kupatilu
kad su neki dani bili toliko teški
a ja sam se smejala
i ponašala kao da je sve u najboljem redu
I ono što zaista nikome ne želim
jeste da živi sa osećajem
da šta god radio
nikada neće biti dovoljno dobar.
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me and my fucking abandonment issues ruining everything
„Kada umrem nemojte plakati, jer ja sam godinama bio mrtav iznutra, i nikoga nije zanimalo.“
adulthood really does hit you like a fucking truck when you spent all of your teenage years thinking you were gonna kill yourself eventually,
“I think you lost all interest in this world. You were disappointed and discouraged, and lost interest in everything. So you abandoned your physical body. You went to a world apart and you’re living a different kind of life there. In a world inside you.”
— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
svakog puta kada me povrediš,
napisaću po jedan stih,
ali znaj da svakim stihom
biću ti sve dalja.
nemoj onda da te iznenadi,
zbirka pesama na stolu,
a mene nigde.
“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.”
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Congratulations to everyone who moved on without the genuine apology or closure you deserved. That's not easy.
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