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ig @lotata

[fever-breath]

[whybray]

[fuselii]

“My God, my God, whose performance am I watching? How many people am I? Who am I? What is this space between myself and myself?”

— Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet (via luthienne)

[pleatherpleasure]

[ayliffe]

[looo-ch]

[fallenoutoffashion]

Margiela

[chatterjam-deactivated20170117]

dark therapist show me illegal coping mechanisms

[aporetic]

that’s your drug dealer

[trynsave]

[33v0]

“As we journey onwards in life, more and more spaces within us fill with absence. We begin to have more and more friends among the dead. Every person suffers the absence of their past. It is utterly astonishing how the force and fiber of each day unravel into the vacant air of yesterday. You look behind you and you see nothing of your days here. Our vanished days increase our experience of absence. Yet our past does not deconstruct as if it never was. Memory is the place where our vanished days secretly gather. Memory rescues experience from total disappearance. The kingdom of memory is full of the ruins of presence. It is astonishing how faithful experience actually is; how it never vanishes completely. Experience leaves deep traces in us. It is surprising that years after something has happened to you the needle of thought can hit some groove in the mind and the music of a long vanished event can rise in your soul as fresh and vital as the evening it happened.”

—

John O'Donohue - THE KINGDOM OF MEMORY

Excerpt from ETERNAL ECHOES

(via abiding-in-peace)

[fallenoutoffashion]

_l_r_s_ Look 18

[x9airborne-deactivated20220407]

[blogging-at-your-funeral]

[divinapluvia]

“The fact is that five years ago I was, as near as possible, a different person to what I am tonight. I, as I am now, didn’t exist at all. Will the same thing happen in the next five years? I hope so.”

— Siegfried Sassoon (via wordsnquotes)

[strangemonochromes]

Berserk (ベルセルク) // Kentaro Miura

[liminalgirlie-deactivated201707]

[foreverfluidfantasy]