[luthienne]

Alex Dimitrov, from Love and Other Poems; "Suddenly, Summer"

[Text ID: There were days I didn't go out / and days I couldn't remember. / Sometimes I sat at my desk / watching the trees outside blooming, / as if we had nothing in common. / They had the sun, / I had the sun through a window. / They were beginning, / I was unsure what I was.]

[deviika]

—Fyodor Dostoevsky

[cache-e]

“though you're like an angel, nothing touches you. And I dare say nothing will touch you there. That's why I let you go, because I hope for that. You've got all your wits about you. You will burn and you will burn out; you will be healed and come back again. And I will wait for you. I feel that you're the only creature in the world who has not condemned me. My dear boy, I feel it, you know. I can't help feeling it."

Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

[downtothemarrow]

my hobbies include watching the trees sway in the wind, drinking warm beverages, walking to places, yearning,

[animatedtext]

destroy the idea that i will ever calm down

[petaltexturedskies]

So many tender and painful, sweet and bitter, emotions crowd in my soul—

Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter to Mikhail Dostoevsky, wr. c. October 1832

[tear-dropp-deactivated20241031]

staying silent is much better

[1617]

limiting people’s access to you is self care.

[peaceinthestorm]

Gertrude Demain Hammond (1862-1953, British) ~ Queen of Hearts, 1897 

[Source: Christie’s]

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[cryingselfie-deactivated2024012]

grwm to forgive myself

[palabrasvanpalabrasvienen]

“Martes, 17 de Noviembre 1959 El error está en mi propio desconocimiento. Hago planes como si yo fuera otra. Los hago para otra. Para una muchacha sana o relativamente sana. Y yo estoy enferma. Destruida.”

— Pizarnik Diarios

[dionysian-mystery]

The Jacaranda Years by Yiwei Chai

[starlightacademia]

one day you think: I want to die. and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book. and I want to die turns day by day into want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun, I want a cleaner kitchen, I want a better job, I want to live somewhere else. I want to live.

- via duckbunny

[less-ismore]

Fina Miralles, Imágenes del zoo, Barcelona, 1974.

[anthropoetics]

[hel7l7]

out of my mind

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