I am so sick and tired of everything. I just want to take a deep nap.
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@fioremillenario
I am so sick and tired of everything. I just want to take a deep nap.
Isn’t it scary,the way the ones we love become cold and careless the minute we come to disagree with them or simply say words unpleasant to their ears,they pull away angrily from us as if the love we once shared was nothing but an ephemeral formality they had to bear.
Two Girls on a Fridged Blanket, 1911
Egon Schiele
And I still keep asking myself why you always choose someone who hurts you over me when I was the one who cared for you the most
trollerjuls
Perhaps the saddest writers are the ones writing in a foreign language, because they purposefully choose to limit themselves. They let their emotions spill out in limited capacity because they have to, they can’t write in their native language. They just can’t- it would crush them down. Native is cruel, it is life, something you experience your being through. They would feel their emotions, feel them in their bones and soul. That would be too much.
existpause
“It’s cheaper than a movie, and there’s free coffee.”
Θεα
雷神の少し響みて さし曇り 雨も降らぬか 君を留めむ 雷神の少し響みて 降らずとも われは留らむ 妹し留めば A faint clap of thunder, Clouded skies, Perhaps rain will come. If so, will you stay here with me? A faint clap of thunder, Even if rain comes not, I will stay here; Together with you.
Once, Picasso was asked what his paintings meant. He said, “Do you ever know what the birds are singing? You don’t. But you listen to them anyway.” So, sometimes with art, it is important just to look.
Marina Abramović
“Lloyd, io non capisco perché la gente cada sempre negli stessi errori”
“È un’illusione ottica, sir. In realtà credo che negli errori si cada una volta sola” “Una volta sola?” “Certo, sir. Si cade e poi si indugia, a metà del baratro, appesi a un filo di speranza” “E non lo potrebbero mollare quel filo? Non vedono che sotto di loro c’è un oceano di alternative e non sentiranno minimamente la caduta?” “Penso che non lo facciano perché solitamente si soffre a lasciare qualcosa che si sente tanto proprio, sir” “Parli della speranza, Lloyd?” “Parlo dell’errore, sir”
Sometimes I’m not sure, if anyone will know what I mean, I just write what I feel, like how my heart pulls at my subconscious, inside of dreams.
You never know how long your words will stay in someone’s mind even long after you’ve forgotten you spoke them.
Anonymous
I kinda hope it’s hard for you to look at me. Because all I know is I can’t breathe when I look at you and that’s all I’ve ever known.
hugagrenade
I don’t know how to communicate with people anymore and in the same time I wonder why it’s so necessary to be close to strangers who will quit your life soon or later.
I will take you with me. We'll eat, drink and sleep all day.
Lynne Cohen