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cozyastronaut-deactivated202010

“Stop fetishizing your own sadness” and “You can’t keep doing shitty things and then feel bad about yourself like that makes it okay, you need to be better” are like, things I needed to hear but also I didn’t expect to hear them from a cartoon comedy

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Daniele Sartori, A Guy sitting at the Window and Lighting up a Cigarette in the Neighbourhood of Montmartre, Paris, 2010

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Scene of Deluge, Joseph-Désiré Court

thetwofaces

Toska

(Russo)

Sensazione di grande angoscia spirituale, spesso senza una causa specifica; nostalgia di qualcosa, senza sapere bene di cosa; vaga inquietudine e irrequietezza; agonia mentale; tedioso male dell'anima.

vesselsofmercy

“I am not trying to find sanity, but the power to conceal my madness,”

Anaïs Nin, from A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin and Henry Miller: 1932-1953

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Premature Ossification of a Railroad Station, 1930, Salvador Dali

Medium: oil,canvas

https://www.wikiart.org/en/salvador-dali/premature-ossification-of-a-railroad-station

beifongkendo

Kintsukuroi, ‘to repair with gold’ (the principle that something can become more beautiful after being broken.)

victormalonso

el mar es la salvación | © víctor m. alonso

sangueesangria

Adoro i posti dove ad ogni tuo respiro ti esce il fumo dalla bocca come se avessimo fatto un tiro.

Perdo il senso delle lettere che scrivo, delle parole tra i denti congelate. Prendo a pugni il muro su cui ho dipinto la mia faccia. Accatasto illusioni strappate alle notti, convinto che possano colmare il vuoto che c’è tra le tua labbra. Ma la speranza è una lancia che, più alziamo la testa, più si avvicina alla gola.

STORM{O}, Taxidermia

goblinspit

I’m crumbling. I can’t help but feel that my life is just a never ending cycle of the same shit. I want to experience the world but can’t even get out of bed. I’m still young so why do I feel like I’m running out of time? Why does time feel so fucking fast. Tell me I’m not alone.

circlesofcircles

philosophybits

“You know, it’s quite a job starting to love somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment, in the very beginning, when you have to jump across a precipice: if you think about it you don’t do it.”

— Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea