Forwarded from سایه
«آقا ساعت چند است؟»
«سه.»
«شب یا روز؟»
«…آفتاب حالتان را بد کرده؟»
«روز بودن ربطی به آفتاب ندارد»
«شاعرید؟»
«پیاده میشوم.»
«اینجای صحرا؟»
«جای غلط، با آدم غلط سوار شدم.
هرکجا پیاده شوم درست است.»
«سه.»
«شب یا روز؟»
«…آفتاب حالتان را بد کرده؟»
«روز بودن ربطی به آفتاب ندارد»
«شاعرید؟»
«پیاده میشوم.»
«اینجای صحرا؟»
«جای غلط، با آدم غلط سوار شدم.
هرکجا پیاده شوم درست است.»
معین دهاز
Forwarded from Him and the next one (barbod)
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Imagine hating on me and I'm in my room like this
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They invented homosexuality I'm afraid
Rotten Luck
They invented homosexuality I'm afraid
You can't convince me that Hitchcock didn't know what he was doing
“As you read a book word by word and page by page, you participate in its creation, just as a cellist playing a Bach suite participates, note by note, in the creation, the coming-to-be, the existence, of the music. And, as you read and re-read, the book of course participates in the creation of you, your thoughts and feelings, the size and temper of your soul.”
— Ursula K. Le Guin
— Ursula K. Le Guin
Rotten Luck
Isobel Anderson – Hares on the Mountain
Oh Sally my dear, it’s you I’d be kissing
She smiled and replied, "You don’t know what you’re missing"
Oh Sally my dear, I wish I could bed you
She smiled and replied, "Then you’d say I’d misled you"
She smiled and replied, "You don’t know what you’re missing"
Oh Sally my dear, I wish I could bed you
She smiled and replied, "Then you’d say I’d misled you"
I cried myself to sleep because of you, and you couldn't care less about my existence.
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