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Every day I wake up and I fantasize about killing myself. I could not be more miserable if I tried.

damnitnatalie

Reblogging bc I came on here to say that this is all I think about all day long, but I already made that post

Every day I wake up and I fantasize about killing myself. I could not be more miserable if I tried.

huariqueje

The Last Sunbathing of the Day - Miho Ichise , 2021.

Japanese , b. 1969 -

Oil on linen , 27.5 x 22 cm.

uroko

Cozy rainy day in Kamakura

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— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

constanzarte

Painting by Odd Nerdrum.

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detournementsmineurs

Lambrequins Vintage et bow-window dans le Vieux-Lille, France, août 2025.

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Sally Wen Mao, from “Anna May Wong Dreams of Wong Kar-Wai”, Oculus

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He understood, with a clarity that had until that moment in his life eluded him, that he was not at all made for the world in which he lived, that art and writing had gotten him only trivially closer to compensating for that fundamental defectiveness, the way standing on a roof gets one only trivially closer to grabbing the moon than standing in the dirt.

Kaveh Akbar, Martyr!

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The older I get, the more I find that you can only live with beings who liberate you, who love you with an affection that is as light to bear as it is strong to feel. Life today is too hard, too bitter, too debilitating for us to suffer new bondages, new captivities from those whom we love. This is how I am your friend: I love your happiness, your freedom, your adventure, in a word - and I would like to be, for you, a companion you can be sure of, always.”

— Albert Camus, (to René Char, 1957) in "Camus-Char: Correspondence 1946-1959) (Gallimard, 2007) (via Alive on All Channels)