Being raped is not at all a good feeling.
Just want to die right now. That would be nice
Fuck you for not needing me
When I fucking needed you
Fuck me for not needing you
When you fucking needed me
—The Mask, Kingmaker
Found this poem at my grandparents’ house.
Roughly translated into English:
It was only a bright smile,
it was only a friendly word,
indeed it scares oppressive clouds
and heavy thoughts away.
It was only a warm greeting,
the comforting touch of a hand,
indeed it shines like the glowing bridge,
that connects heaven and earth.
A smile can relieve pain,
a word can free worries,
a touch of a hand stops sin,
and renews love and belief.
It costs you less, to give
words, smiles, and a helping hand
indeed poor and cold is your life
when such comfort is not felt.
Love this picture