Status Updates From رسائل إلى ميلينا

Longing. A bit repetitive, so I read in small chunks.

"you see, I do love you, you dimwit, my love engulfs you the way the sea loves a tiny pebble on its bed-and may I be the pebble with you, heaven permitting" heaven permitting, Jesus fucking Christ

"Can I still get a letter by Sunday? It should be possible. But this passion for letters is senseless. Isn't one letter enough, isn't one knowing enough? Of course it is, but nevertheless I am tilting my head way back, drinking the letters, aware only that I don't want to stop drinking."🤍❤️

Ya me olvidé la razón por la que empecé este libro.

One ought, Milena, to take your face in both hands and look you square in the eye, so that you would see yourself in the eye of the other person, then you could not even think the kind of things you wrote there

just yammed a corn dog

"Teraz myślę już tylko o mojej chorobie i moim zdrowiu, a jednym i drugim jesteś oczywiście Ty."
💔💔💔💔💔

mektup derlemesi olarak ikinci kitabım olacak. uzun süredir kitap okuyamadım. neyse.

Dear Frau Milena (yes, this heading is becoming burdensome, although it is something to cling to in this uncertain world, like a crutch for sick people; but it's no sign of recovery when the crutches grow to be a burden), I have never lived among Germans.

literally me and WHO

i’ve got that taste in my mouth again

Lord help me finish this this book

"Sólo tengo dos vestidos y sin embargo soy bonita."

Cuanto más avanzo en la lectura más me percato de cómo han perdido los hombres el don de decir cosas bonitas

i can already feel the yearning

Why and since when do you have no money? Are you in touch with your relatives? (I think you must be, because you once gave me an address from which you regularly received packages, has that stopped?)<—/ is he asking for money here ? I’m so confused lmfao !

“your f” lágrimas

“One ought, Milena, to take your face in both hands and look you square in the eye, so that you would see yourself in the eyes of the other person, then you could not even think the kinds of things you wrote there.” yeah tou mal (pretends to be shocked)

“Ya he querido preguntarle varias veces por qué no me escribe alguna vez en checo. Casi siempre lo maneja admirablemente, y cuando alguna vez no lo domina, el alemán se doblega ante usted por propia voluntad, eso es entonces lo más grato; eso, un alemán no se atreve a esperarlo de su idioma; no se atreve a escribir de un modo tan personal. El checo que usted escribe, sólo en él está Milena toda ella.”

it’s midnight on a saturday and here i am with bloodshot eyes and a runny nose afraid to fall asleep because what if i die in my sleep and don’t get to finish reading this.

i think i should be institutionalized at this point.

Finishing this by Tuesday

oh to love and long and love!

"it is your inability to make others suffer"

Doestovesky mentioned ( I still can't spell his name right so 👀)

I get it now, I do. This is truly splendid. Kafka, I get it. I do, like I really really really do

Kafka, I love you.

absolutament derruïda emocionalment!! /3

Kafka is a bad person in love - but so am I. ETF this Friday or maybe Thursday I’m sorta being bent over backwards by work/watch recently.

Kafka is a simp but so am I?

my heart just shattered all over again oh milena we're really in it now