/lit/ - Literature

>>17505123
>How do we cope with the fact that we’re in a living hell beyond our control?

Prayer is the only solace impotent creatures have, and yes, we're all impotent. Nothing is in our control besides the most immediate, transient things of life. Why else does /fit/ celebrate the acts of losing weight, or building a great physique? It's a desperate cry against everything they have no control over.

Três, no máximo, sempre fico me distraindo

I still think about her and recently I even dreamt of her. The moment I met her I thought "she's going to by my girlfriend". At the time she already had one and, incidentally, I did as well. We lived together for 2 years as roommates, and nothing came from it. There was one close encounter:

A week or two after having broke up with her boyfriend she knocked on my door. She wanted to talk. I opened the door and we were standing face to face, though I towered over her. "Hey, I just wanted to let you know, I've broken up with A---." Despite having a girlfriend at the time, I was quite inexperienced with women, but I had a strong intuition of where this was going. Awkwardly I said, "I'm sorry, that's really too bad". And her eyes flashed up at me in a way I will just never forget and she said "No, it's really not that bad". There was a small smile on her face. I looked away and that flicker in her eyes was burned into my mind forever. I could have taken her right there. We could have started something together. But I thought of my big fat girlfriend, and I thought of her ex, who I actually liked. I thought this can't happen. These things don't happen to me. And so the moment slipped away from me. I remember watching her accept my rejection as a said "I really liked A---" and I could feel her turn cold. She played it off well but I knew, my chance was lost. To this day I cope and tell myself that I did the right thing. Yet, if it's true, why do I regret my choice so badly?

After we moved into different apartments, we still went to the same school together for another 2 years. I hardly saw her during that time, but I thought about her daily. After graduation I ran into her again. It had been about 3 years since our last encounter. I was with a new woman, the woman I am still with today. I had broken up with my big fat girlfriend about a year prior. I was shocked to see her, but she didn't seem to notice me. My heart pounded so hard. I told my girlfriend "hey, that's my old roommate" and she replied "Well why don't you go say hi?" My heart pounded harder. I thought about it and I stood up from the table. I hesitated as all I could hear and feel was my heart thumping in my chest. Then I saw her get up and an exploding sensation drove through my chest. It felt like light was bursting through my heart in every direction, the beams being irregularly redirected by the contents of my body. For some reason I remember this visual of that sensation. I thought I was going to faint. I thought I might be having a heart attack. I said hi and hugged her and began to chat. Even though I felt I was going to die I managed to keep my outward composure. We talked for 30 minutes or so, shouting over the music. I introduced her to my new girlfriend "ahh, sticking around campus for the young girls I see" she said after my girlfriend returned to our table. I nodded, as if to acknowledge it was true.

>>13950825
Gosh, this is so real it's suicide-fuel.

I know a lot of you are into both literature and philosophy. To those of you who write fiction, how does learning philosophy help your writing and how do you incorporate it?

>>13664878
Absolutist monarchy resurrection when?

I've always been immaturely idealistic, so the reality of my failures were even harder for me to accept. Recommend me some books that will help me come to terms with inadequacy and my life's insignificance.