"Before the war at a luncheon party like this people would have said precisely the same things but they would have sounded different, because in those days they were accompanied by a sort of humming noise, not articulate, but musical, exciting, which changed the value of the words themselves."
"Nothing was changed;"
"A woman in the village, that was before this war began said to me one day, they used to laugh gayly before the war she meant 1914 war and since then they have not laughed, they seem to enjoy themselves but they do not laugh, she wondered was it that they had forgotten or that you did not laugh, perhaps she said if there is a whole generation that never heard of war they will laugh. Perhaps not, she said, she realised that it might never again happen that any one would really laugh."
not been writing so much recently, just lots and lots of things going on and feeling a little stagnate.
hoping things will quiet down soon..
a nice tree
scaring everyone away forever, forever
established forever ago
The Unbearable Lightness of Being Robbed
so many worlds and they're all out of reach, going nowhere
caught in a corner caught
life in a desert is life in a box, thousands of miles of emptiness. and, if you try to walk it, 50 miles, you'll drop dead done.
a night so silent nobody is watching
watching this german movie, guy is being a very powerful man
today is _______
cute: also you
hormone cycles really are the worst invention though
>"everything is sad and hard, but i can robot through it"
>few weeks later
>"ah gosh, but FEELINGS, though" ;;;_;;; , just