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"this place makes me the kind of exhausted that has nothing to do with sleep and everything to do with the people around me"

[heliosxme-deactivated20211122]

[disgusted]

☠Grunge☠

[waaaaaaaaves]

“I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.”

— Augusten Burroughs  (via chanelbagsandcigarettedrags)

[outerspacegay]

[psych0galvanic]

[trash-dog-deactivated20120922]

[eveningwitheldiablo-deactivated]

[orgasm]

[kasennnnn]

[sasset]

“All I do is keep on running in my own cozy, homemade void, my own nostalgic silence. And this is a pretty wonderful thing. No matter what anybody else says.”

— Haruki Murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running (via abermals)

[nevver]

Stop, Personal Message (️Michael Dumontier and Neil Farber)

[89words]

“We lose it— it disappears, evaporates. The edge, the courage, the black madness and abandon of the young. The dazzle of living one hundred percent in the moment. It goes away, leaks out of us like water through cracks. Cracks that come from growing older. They start when you buy whole life insurance policies and mortgages, or hear the results of a not-so-good physical check-up. They start when there’s a need rather than a desire for warm baths. Safety over spontaneity, comfort over commotion. Part of him hated it. Not the growing older, but becoming tame, upstanding, predictable, half-hearted, skeptical about too much.”

— Jonathan Carroll

[radical-revolution]

[woman-in-art]

Felix Revello de Toro

Spanish painter, born in Malaga on June 10, 1926. More ➡️ https://t.me/erogalery

[horsegirl]

how can we lose when we’re so sincere is forever always one of my favourite peanuts bits

[horsegirl]

[mo0ndrool]

imagine everything in life blossoming for you, suddenly and all at once

[ohbutwebestmakepeacewithit]

david shrigley

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

After that I stepped so far back no one could get near me.

Michael Ondaatje, from The English Patient