At 40, Franz Kafka (1883-1924), who never married and had no children, walked through the park in Berlin when he met a girl who was crying because she had lost her favourite doll. She and Kafka searched for the doll unsuccessfully. Kafka told her to meet him there the next day and they would come back to look for her.
The next day, when they had not yet found the doll, Kafka gave the girl a letter "written" by the doll saying "please don't cry. I took a trip to see the world. I will write to you about my adventures."
Thus began a story which continued until the end of Kafka's life.
During their meetings, Kafka read the letters of the doll carefully written with adventures and conversations that the girl found adorable.
Finally, Kafka brought back the doll (he bought one) that had returned. “It doesn't look like my doll at all," said the girl.
Kafka handed her another letter in which the doll wrote: "my travels have changed me." the little girl hugged the new doll and brought her happy home.
A year later Kafka died. Many years later, the now-adult girl found a letter inside the doll. In the tiny letter signed by Kafka it was written:
"Everything you love will probably be lost, but in the end, love will return in another way."
koreans speaking broken English is cute. Indians speaking tooti-phooti engris r gawar
I am awfully sentimental. Of books, belongings, people, places. It matters very little how positive or negative the experience was. If it shared some meaningful time in my life, I'll have trouble letting go.
-Beau Taplin
when sticker (NCT) came out I thought it was the worse they could do to music but then I grew to like it. but then,
o.o (nmixx) came out.
when girls get tea it's not : “hey”
it's : “jsjshsjskswlsnskdn bitchhhh”
Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home
IMcrying. Not even kidding.
I miss those days when we used to say "bhaiyaa yeh ek page ka answer hai? Aap itnaa saara yaad krte ho"?
“magic isnt real” — plants just grow out of the ground. for free. everywhere.
yknow i absolutely LOVE some blogs but then they dont have their asks wala option turned on and im too anxious to dm so i cant be friends w them but hi i still think ur very very cool and ily ok
(writing in brackets is so safe.. its like i can admit anything and its ok because i didnt say it for real i just said it in brackets… i dont like chocolate ice cream… one time i killed a man.. stuff like that)