Franz Kafka, the story goes, encountered a little girl in the park where he went walking daily. She was crying. She had lost her doll and was desolate.

Kafka offered to help her look for the doll and arranged to meet her the next day at the same spot. Unable to find the doll he composed a letter from the doll and read it to her when they met.

"Please do not mourn me, I have gone on a trip to see the world. I will write you of my adventures." This was the beginning of many letters. When he and the little girl met he read her from these carefully composed letters the imagined adventures of the beloved doll. The little girl was comforted.

When the meetings came to an end Kafka presented her with a doll. She obviously looked different from the original doll. An attached letter explained: “my travels have changed me… “

Many years later, the now grown girl found a letter stuffed into an unnoticed crevice in the cherished replacement doll. In summary it said: “every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.”

May Benatar, Kafka and the Doll: The Pervasiveness of Loss

For me there are two wise lessons in this story: Grief and loss are ubiquitous even for a young child. And the way toward healing is to look for how love comes back in another form. - May Benatar

(via isolement)

(Source: easyreadingisdamnhardwriting, via brutaux)

Constantly wondering if I’d be good friends with my mutuals if we hung out, or if I’d actually hate them.

mikalhvi:

gentlemanbones:

"What is that, some kind of stone, like a heating stone? An odd pattern, it kind of looks like—
…Oh.”

is that a goddamn condom full of spaghetti

mikalhvi:

gentlemanbones:

"What is that, some kind of stone, like a heating stone? An odd pattern, it kind of looks like—

…Oh.”

is that a goddamn condom full of spaghetti

(Source: bent-duck, via pineapplespoopy)

Leathermouth

“Sunsets Are For Muggings”

pollutedfiction:

"This is for the pills that never fucking work, but it’s hard to see blood on a black T-shirt."

(via darkmiko)

mossmarchen:

"The mountain opened, and he went into a great enchanted castle, wherein chairs, tables, and benches were all hung with black. Then came three young princesses who were dressed entirely in black, but had a little white on their faces. They told him he was not to be afraid, they would not hurt him, and that he could rescue them. He said he would gladly do that, if he did but know how. At this, they told him he must for a whole year not speak to them and also not look at them, and what he wanted to have he wasjust to ask for, and if they dared give him an answer they would do so."

— excerpt from “The Three Black Princesses” by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm

dress: Atelier Boz

stole: h.Naoto GRAMM

pearl rosary necklace: Moss Märchen

(via darkmiko)

bowlcutgirl:

The Last Supper print skirt, Juliette et Justine

bowlcutgirl:

The Last Supper print skirt, Juliette et Justine

(via darkmiko)

chenyakumo

mystia:

chenyakumo:

image

I FOUND IRT

(Source: chenyakumo-remade, via zach-built-a-tardis)

arabellesicardi:

things worthy of investment: leather jackets, good lingerie, perfume, foundation, your dreams 

(via darkmiko)

labocat:

labocat:

Uh, so I switched over to SMC, but the south park subtitles stayed….

In case anyone was wondering, it did, in fact, continue.

labocat:

labocat:

Uh, so I switched over to SMC, but the south park subtitles stayed….

In case anyone was wondering, it did, in fact, continue.

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