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“Heart Of Darkness and The Secret Sharer” Another philosophical classic with Illuminati undertones. A piece of literature known to be of the dark genre. Anyone read this before?📖

**Anyone have any interesting feedback on this one?*

"Sometimes it takes just one unloyal person to make us lose trust in all of humanity. Then it takes just one truthful person to make us trust in people again.

Sometimes it takes just one toxic person to make us hate the whole world. Then it takes just one caring person to make us fall in love with the world again.

Never underestimate the power of just one person, because each of us has the capacity to either brighten up or completely destroy someone else's world."

Mark Fahmy

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Magic lives in the little things. Wonder can be found in the ordinary things and kindness can be brought to anything.

Life is hard already, stop choosing people who make it harder for you.

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Books have a unique way of stopping time in a particular moment.

ig: not.so.well.read.

🦢summer by edith wharton

i’ve been rereading this novel over the last few days. i always hate being assigned readings in class because i feel pressured to understand them within a certain time frame, but i had to revisit this one because i knew i would enjoy it to the fullest extent at my own leisure.

💌 review will be posted in my goodreads saturday night if you’re interested. (link is in my bio!!)

SUNRISE

I want to free myself from the fear of regret.

It is crippling thinking of the ‘what ifs’, the ‘what could have beens’, when I should be looking at the ‘what is.’

I have hypothesized life because I am afraid of existing. I have imagined hundreds of different realities because it is my nature to be unsatisfied.

Existing like a human, existing like every single person in this world because my greatest desire is to disappear. Because existence is a means to an end. Because I fear pain and pain before my impending demise.

I want to retrace my steps back to my mother’s womb. I want to crawl my way back in and hold in tight before they rip me away. I want to be held close, nestled safe, a non-entity. No mind, no dreams, no regrets.

If past lives are real, and I wished for this; it is because I am greedy, and my want is insatiable. I cannot bear any more regretting. My final sunset, is my last sunrise.

You said I killed you, haunt me then. Be with me always, take any form, drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you.

Cloudy thoughts

Laying in bed,

so much stuff in my head

cant decide what i think about

so much shit to care about.

So much questions to understand

but who will respond to em ?

I cant say whats right or wrong

but does anybody can ?

Looking out my window,

thinking is there anything we know.

Everyone doing their daily routine

thinking they’re doing their own thing.

But that’s wrong

cause we’re following the system for way too long

Nothing we do is our own choice

Its just the only way we survive in this weird place.

But the’re is a way to escape

This is a experience just a few people can make

This exit is called love

Its a feeling u cant get enough

Its the way out of this grey place

And i can feel it when i look into your face

-B.I

I just take a book everywhere with me.

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—The Mill on the Floss, George Eliot

Some of the best days of your life have not happened yet.

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