I want to fall in love with someone who reads, listens to violin.. and talks about clouds and tea.
I don’t want to talk to him on tumblr or twitter or anything that connects us through a screen.. Just phone calls and letters, literally.
If you’re there, please.. I’d be glad to write you a letter every week..
Yes, I’m a naive and desperate.. Yes, I will write you those letters if you exist.
Arabic – Both morbid and beautiful at once, this incantatory word means “You bury me,” a declaration of one’s hope that they’ll die before another person because of how difficult it would be to live without them.