so apparently that feeling of lethal nausea is called hunger
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so apparently that feeling of lethal nausea is called hunger
Blur | Mellow Song
Clouded mind Затуманенный разум Polina Koroleva, 2026
Which of the seven deadly sins do you think represents you the LEAST?
envy
gluttony
greed
lust
pride
sloth
wrath
Which of the seven deadly sins do you think represents you the LEAST?
envy
gluttony
greed
lust
pride
sloth
wrath
Mao Zedong enjoying a smoke.
vegyn - big fun never ending nightmare
nick land pink moon
Le Sang d'un Poète, Jean Cocteau (1932)
“It’s going to happen very soon. The great event that will end the horror. That will end the sorrow. Next Tuesday, when the sun goes down, I will play the Moonlight Sonata backwards. This will reverse the effects of the world’s mad plunge into suffering for the last 200 million years. What a lovely night that will be. What a sigh of relief, as the senile robins become bright red again, and the retired nightingales pick up their dusty tails, and assert the majesty of creation!”
— Leonard Cohen
Romy Schneider & Alain Delon in the late 1950's
take my hand let's go and develop a sense of decorum
i wonder if i’ll ever get good at this
maybe i should plan a trip for my birthday so i don’t die from ennui poisoning
Do not think I am forgetful of you. You would not believe me if you knew how often you are in my heart and mind.
Katherine Mansfield in a letter to Virginia Woolf written c. August 1919
i wish i knew what to say and when and how