my brain has too many tabs open-

[sadillite]

“I felt confused about how I felt, and all I knew was that I was sadder than I had ever been in my life.”

— Judith Ortiz Cofer, from The Year of Our Revolution: Stories; “Making Love in Spanish,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[khanhcept-deactivated20250218]

[honigimohr]

“And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.”

— Unknown (via help-n-quotes)

[ultrachnoide-blog]

[sustancy]

[honigimohr]

“Aber eins weiß ich mit Sicherheit: dass wir das Leben führen, für das wir uns entscheiden. Dass wir so tief fallen, wie wir es zulassen, dass wir so weit sehen, wie wir es wagen, die Augen zu öffnen.”

— Splitterfasernackt, Lilly Lindner

[lottchen13]

Das ist kein schlafzimmerblick

nur ein schlafdefizit

[neckkiss]

Fight Club

[elaurents-blog]

[killercat39]

[schwierigephase]

“Es muss von Herzen kommen, was auf Herzen wirken soll.”

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (via honigimohr)

[horrifying]

Song of Avignon (1998) directed by Jonas Mekas.

[dearxxdiary-deactivated20220315]

Denn wie oft ist das was man nicht ausspricht das worum es geht?

Und so oft ist das was zwischen den Zeilen steht das was wirklich zählt.

Wincent Weiss- Wenn mir die Worte fehlen

[lana-michelle]

[ttrince-a-deactivated20160212]

[petrichour]

“It’s 11 am and I’m sitting in a restaurant 3 beers in. Believe me, even I’m surprised I’m still alive sometimes. I have been drinking about you for 2 days. Lately you remind me of a wild thing chewing through its foot. But you are already free and I don’t know what to do except trace the rough line of your jaw and try not to place blame. Here is the truth: It is hard to be in love with someone who is in love someone else. I don’t know how to turn that into poetry.”

— Clementine von Radics

[destroymylife]