No safety. No food. No aid. No water. No healthcare. No education. Is this what it means to live? Is this what world accept as life?
If a group of animals were trapped, starved, and cut off from the world like this, people would be outraged. But because it's us—human beings—somehow, the world looks away.
These are unbearable days. Everything feels heavy. Each hour presses on my chest like I’m being suffocated.
Basic survival has become nearly impossible. Bread—just bread—now costs over $25 a day to make.
We are not asking for luxury. We are begging for life.
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15 February, 1935 The Letters of Vita Sackville-West to Virginia Woolf (1924-1941)
working on my Happy Bat emote. been working all day on my Happy Bat emote. check this
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From February 16 to 17, 1913 Letters to Felice by Franz Kafka First published : 1973
boyfriends who hate your friends should be shot on sight in the national interest. friends who hate your boyfriend are a necessary part of the ecosystem. this is called symbiosis
I went through every possible emotion in those last 20 minutes, plus some that I made up on the spot! how are y'all?
speak of me as i am […] of one that loved not wisely, but too well
— Othello, William Shakespeare
15 February, 1937 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov
love how she doesn't even bother to ask if crowley has a wife or girlfriend. one look at him and it's clear there is no heterosexual explanation for anything about crowley