Status Updates From رسائل إلى ميلينا

“i could sit at the feet of these letters, happy beyond measure; they bring rain on my burning head”

Nor is it perhaps really love when I say that for me you are the most beloved; love is to me that you are the knife which I turn within myself.

i think as a society we need to abolish the nonchalant olympics and bring back intense passionate life altering yearning

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binge reading this now. I need more romance books, babe.

“It’s so wonderful to have received your letter, to have to answer it with my sleepless brain. I can’t think of anything to write, I’m just walking around here between the lines, underneath the light of your eyes, in the breath if your mouth like some beautiful happy day, which stays beautiful and happy even if my head is sick.”

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I had to return to the darkness, I couldn't stand the sun, I was desperate, really like a stray animal, I began to run as fast as I could, and always the thought : "If only I could take her with me!" And the counter-thought: " Is there any darkness where she is?”

You ask how I live: this is how I live.

Estoy cansado, no sé nada, y no querría sino poner el rostro en tu regazo, sentir tu mano sobre mi cabeza y permanecer así por toda la eternidad.

I'm sure he didn't prescribe starving or the carrying of luggage. And that you should go on caring for me, did he agree to that? Or wasn't I mentioned at all? But how can I be satisfied if the doctor doesn't find any trace of me ?

Crying

i can already tell i’m gonna love this im cheesing at every page

“Strange of your husband to say he'll write me this and that. And what about beating and strangling me? I really don't understand this.”

reading this book in hopes of it brightening my current mood but we all know how this goes🤨

Kafka refuerza mi creencia de que para ser un verdadero romántico hay que ser patético

This is the kinda history I like. CRAZY

now its time to drown myself in kafka’s yearning. lets fucking go boys

before Letters to Milena, the only book i had read written by Franz Kafka was Metamorphosis. Back then, i didn't understand the author so much. he remained a mystery to me as he still does while i pry into his life through these letters. so far, kafka has managed to keep my adhd induced brain hooked, almost evoking emotions in me that i so try to push down and conceal. the book is nothing but enjoyable.

i am already obsessed

¡Hasta que se conocen!

1 side of a really beautiful exchange, i don’t know, cried a little already. kafka you beautiful man

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No me lo quiero terminar es el único libro que me está acompañando en mi era de lecturas nazis

It took two pages for Kafka to send that double text to a girl who doesn't care if you live or die. Nobody gets you like I get you, Franz.

i know my relationship to you (you belong to me, even if i should never see you again)

“this will serve as a foretaste to that torment of hell which consists in having to review one’s entire life with the knowledge that comes of hindsight, where the worst thing is not the confrontation with obvious misdeeds but with deeds one once considered worthy”.

Getting less boring

feels like im invading their privacy😹

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im going to pretend he wrote these letters to me

“If the postoffice had my eyes, it would be able to read almost only your addresses and no others.”
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