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concept: an automatic reply that says “thanks for your text, I’m anxious as heck today but I’ll get back to you when I’m in a stable state of mind”

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In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.

And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger—something better, pushing right back.

Albert Camus, from The Stranger (Vintage International, 1989)
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I love late night conversations, late night drives, late night snacks, late night showers, everything’s better at night.
— Unknown
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Une femme est une femme 1961

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"are you really just going to sit in your room alone all day?"


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What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.
— Charles Bukowski
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i’m really bad at talking about things but i have not been doing so great lately

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  Miłość to mądra przyjaźń dwóch ludzi.
— Zygmunt Miłoszewski – Gniew
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when the solution to a problem is to call someone

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Nie wiem, czy kiedykolwiek tak się czułeś. Jakbyś chciał przespać tysiąc lat. Albo po prostu przestać istnieć. Albo nie mieć świadomości, że istniejesz.
— Charlie, Stephen Chbosky
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Chciałbym Cię mieć w domu na jesień. (...) I słuchać jak patrzysz w sufit, myśląc nad tym, że pięknie jest. I zamykać Twoje oczy swoimi ustami. I usypiać Cię swoim oddechem. (...) . I uciec z Tobą gdzieś.
I żyć.
— Mikołaj Bajorek, czyli Bard od Siedmiu Boleści
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