“perhaps it isn’t love when I say you are what I love the most - you are the knife I turn inside myself, this is love. This, my dear, is love.”
—Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

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And it feels like I'm flying above you

Dream that I'm dying to find the truth

Me trying to survive leg day:
Miss Rabbit has fainted૮ ◞ ‸ ◟ ྀིა

شروع سلطنتم رو اعلام میکنم

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