First of all, love is a joint experience between two persons — but the fact that it is
a joint experience does not mean that it is a similar experience to the two people
involved. There are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different
countries. Often the beloved is only a stimulus for all the stored-up love which has lain
I almost forget that she still hates me, despite how hard I’ve fallen for her.
And I’ve fallen.
So hard.
1. suppose i were to begin by saying that i had fallen in love with a color. suppose i were to speak this as though it were a confession; suppose I shredded my napkin as we spoke. it began slowly. an appreciation, an affinity. then, one day, it became more serious. then (looking into an empty teacup, its bottom stained with thin brown excrement coiled into the shape of a sea horse) it became somehow personal.
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+Hiç aramadın
-Numaranı alır almaz kaybettim, her yerde seni aradım
+Ben de daha çok hoşlandığın birini buldun sandım
- Şıpsevdiye benzer bir halim mi var. Hakarete girer bu. Ayakkabılarıma bak, bu üçüncü çift.
Fallen Leaves (2023) Aki Kaurismaki
"Sanki duygularımız dizginlenip denetlenebilir
şeylermiş gibi yazmışsın; neden?
Dizginleyebilseydik, duygu denmezdi onlara. düşünce
denirdi."
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I've Fallen In Love With You, Joss Stone
The way watching her walk away on Monday had cost me an irretrievable piece of my soul.
The breath left my lungs.
Somehow, somewhere along the way, I'd fallen in love with Vivian Lau.
Not like or lust. Love, in all its terrifying, unpredictable, unwanted glory.
If it weren't for him, Francis wouldn't have blackmailed me. If he hadn't blackmailed me, I wouldn't have gotten engaged to Vivian. If I hadn't gotten engaged to Vivian, I wouldn't have fallen-
Realization punched me in the chest, so hard and sudden I swore I heard a crack.
Bruised heart, fractured ribs, stolen breath, all in the space of a minute. It was like my body was punishing me for not recognizing the truth earlier when it'd been so damn obvious.
‘Wulf, you must end this eternal quest to be worthy. We’ve never needed to do anything to make Father or Pa proud.’
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‘You,’ she said, leaning her hips forward, feeling Esbar firm her grasp. ‘Always you.’
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My mother’s death smells like her. Cloves and fallen leaves and smoky coldness, tangled with the memory of sun and warm breezes.
