Francis Bacon: Painting, Philosophy, Psychoanalysis (Francis Bacon Studies II) フランシス・ベーコン
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Francis Bacon: Painting, Philosophy, Psychoanalysis (Francis Bacon Studies II) フランシス・ベーコン
"I will forever be there." Was always a lie.
And also hilarious, I'd rather be hypocritical as you see, than a liar as you are.
“Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.”
— Fyodor Dosteovsky, Crime and Punishment (source)
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I don’t know where you are, what you’re doing, or how you’re doing, but I want to reflect back some of the words you left for me in 2015. I also believe that you are the light— you have only been a light in my life. In the darkest moments I think about you sometimes and the memories still feel warm. Whatever you’re doing, trust that you are going the right way. And, remember that somewhere far away, you will always have someone in your corner. No matter what happens to us, I will always be here.
miss you more than anything.
🔥 all fired up bby 🔥
A year from now, you may wish you had started today.
Karen Lamb (via bnmxfld)
Up with your turret Aren’t we just terrified? Shale, screen your worry from what you won’t ever find
Don’t let it fool you Don’t let it fool you Down Dancing round, folds in the gown
Sea and the rock below Cocked to the undertow Bones blood and teeth erode, they will be crashing low
Wings wouldn’t help you Wings wouldn’t help you Down Down towards the ground, gravity smiled
You barely are blinking Wagging your face around When’d this just become a mortal home?
Won’t, won’t, won’t, won’t Won’t let you talk me Won’t let you talk me Down Will pull it taut, nothing let out
Fritz Kahn, We see with the occipital area of the brain, 1943
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I will remember,
for both of us.
But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart.
Antoine de Saint Exupéry, The Little Prince (via goneboy)
To be honest, I don’t know if I can ever recover what I lost with you. But I want you to know that I still go onto that wacky forum and read your messages to me from so, so many years ago. Some of them make me laugh harder than anything. Others make me cry. I just want you to know that, I’m 23 now, but our childhood was still one of the most crucial parts of my life. I still think about those days, and long for them like nothing else.
Never lost. Never be created or destroyed. Always. Forever.