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[weltenwellen]

Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Yvette Siegert, from “Psychopathology Ward”, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972

[vuls]

Navel Ring Ad/Geffen/DGC Generic Ad

Cornynshen, San Francisco, California, 1996

[purplebuddhaproject]

No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.

Gautama Buddha (via purplebuddhaproject)

[fyp-philosophy]

Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth.

Albert Camus (via fyp-philosophy)

[elizabitchtaylor-deactivated202]

does anyone else feel like they aged 5 years in the first 6 months of 2016

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

She exists as in dreams. She has no sense of reality. She gets nervous because people are always interrupting her daydreams.

Clarice Lispector, from Selected Cronicas: The Egg And The Chicken (via fvrmamentvs)

[unflavoredwaxedfloss20]

[allesistverbunden]

Joshua

[allesistverbunden]

niki and Aram

[tulipnight]

Storm by papa 74

[thequotejournals]

It’s so difficult to describe depression to someone who’s never been there, because it’s not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it’s that cold absence of feeling— that really hollowed-out feeling.

J.K. Rowling (via thequotejournals)

[thebibeloteca]

[the-power-of-w0rds]

When people say ‘I don’t get out much anymore,’ they don’t just mean out the door. They mean outside their own skin. They’re sewed up in their hides. They’re trapped in there.

M.T. Anderson,

Geektastic: Stories from the Nerd Herd

(via the-power-of-w0rds)

[rightuptheroad]

The only thing worse than the thought that it may all come tumbling down is the thought that we may go on like this forever.

Feed by MT Anderson (via rightuptheroad)

[falsedetective]

a retrospective of notes i’ve woken up and scrawled in my phone in the middle of the night that appeared unintelligible in the morning

“the theater is under the house”

“water dripping everwhere” [sic]

“start the party”

“1. reason 2. the senses”

“where is the rash”

[atticuspoetry]

[falsedetective]

my grandparents sent me a letter that’s just a litany of crops they’re growing and a printed out picture of their peach tree i’m gonna cry