My Soul

I shitpost stuff here that I vibe with on a subconscious level but don't even understand on the conscious level.

[touchmymindfirst]

I no longer know If I wish to drown myself in love, vodka or the sea.

- F. Kafka

[tamsoj]

Charles Bukowski, "young men," from What Matters Most is How Well You Walk through the Fire

[juliansummerhayes]

“It was true that I didn’t have much ambition, but there ought to be a place for people without ambition, I mean a better place than the one usually reserved. How in the hell could a man enjoy being awakened at 6:30 a.m. by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, shit, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the opportunity to do so?” ― Charles Bukowski, Factotum

[tamsoj]

Charles Bukowski, "cancer," from Come On In!

[tamsoj]

Charles Bukowski, "assault," from What Matters Most is How Well You Walk through the Fire

[thesewordsarelife]

— Charles Bukowski, “fate”

[xshayarsha]

“I too, I am sure, often hurt you with what I said, but then I always knew, and it pained me, but I could not control myself, could not keep the words back, I was sorry even while I was saying them. But you struck out with your words without much ado, you weren’t sorry for anyone, either during or afterwards, one was utterly defenseless against you.”

— Franz Kafka, from Letter to His Father.

[girl-please-study]

It is as if a person were a prisoner, and he had not only the intention to escape, which would perhaps be attainable, but also, and indeed simultaneously, the intention to rebuild the prison as a pleasure dome for himself. But if he escapes, he cannot rebuild, and if he rebuilds, he cannot escape.

— Franz Kafka, Letter to His Father

[dailykafka]

— Franz Kafka, Letter to his father

[beelzeballing]

feeling normal and then BOOM. thinking about kafka's letter to his father.

[...] And after that, the only thing one could hear you say was "Do what you want, you're free as far as I'm concerned. You're an adult; I shan't give you advice", and all of this said with the terrible, hoarse tone of anger in your voice and your full judgement [...]

like girl wtf franz what did i EVER do to you????

[tuninapreferita]

no u don’t understand, I need to meet Franz Kafka and talk shit about our fathers

[killmealready]

diary entry : december 1, 2024

"Got my first full salary at my new job, never been happier around this time of the month.

Yet, the urge to quit this job has never been stronger (less than 2 months in this job). Things that should be in order are out of order and things that should be free and random feels so in order, and that, is way more concerning."

[perfectfeelings]

“Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?”

— Charles Bukowski

[it-is-only-a-novel-deactivated2]

Reminder to self:

[ramshacklefey]

What do you mean?? I took one whole day off! Why am I not immediately recovered from years of barely scraping by at subsistence level???

[dailykafka]

— July 21, 1913 / Franz Kafka diaries

[thoughtkick]

“Who the hell said you no longer had it in you?”

— Charles Bukowski

[perfectquote]

“I take much pleasure in being alone but there is also a strange warm grace in not being alone.”

— Charles Bukowski