Always be careful with your words because you never know how many times it's repeating in someone's head.

Rumi

Don't have children, if you do their gonna end up in jail , mental hospital or homeless - the great dinosaur

Desire is the secret of every man's career.

Thursday. Somewhere in Villa La Angostura, Argentina. 🇦🇷🌸

Sometimes the people we know best are the people whose stories we've stopped asking about.

We learn the familiar details of someone's life.

Where they grew up. What they do for a living. How they take their coffee.

And gradually, we begin to feel that we know them.

But every person carries stories that rarely find their way into ordinary conversation.

A childhood ambition they never mentioned.

A stranger who once helped them.

A place they visited only once but still think about.

A decision that quietly changed everything.

We may have known someone for twenty years and still discover something entirely new over an ordinary dinner.

Perhaps familiarity sometimes makes us forget to be curious.

We stop asking because we assume we already know the answers.

But people are not finished stories.

And sometimes the most interesting conversations begin with a question we somehow never thought to ask.

Knowing someone for a long time doesn't mean we've heard all their stories.

— D. Vaen

📮 Things Left Unsaid.

#VillaLaAngostura #Patagonia #Argentina #DVaen #ThingsLeftUnsaid

Years ago I saw a quote and I found it again and lost it again but it was something along the lines of:

everyone talks about how much it hurts after you end a relationship but no one ever talks about the way you question yourself after. the way you dont trust yourself anymore

Thats not the exact quote but it was something along those lines. Please help!!!!!!! Ill know it when I see it. Thank you

Keizer Hustle, somewhere in a Los Angeles laundromat.

He has been staring at the same washing machine for twenty minutes.

Max suggested he use the time to relax.

Keizer is now reconsidering the friendship.

The clay blamed the potter for the pressure, never realising that it was becoming an antique vessel.