¿Qué mierda estoy haciendo con mi vida??!
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¿Qué mierda estoy haciendo con mi vida??!
“Somebody like you can really make things all right for me.”
Requiem for a Dream (2000) dir. Darren Aronofsky
“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”
— Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum
“Silence your mind. Only then can you hear your heart.”
— g.g
I see us. we float above ourselves in this space. we love each other throughout every point in time all at once. we understand that this love of ours will come and go throughout time, and we will grab hold of it when we can. And in the moments between we will find other loves, but we will still be tethered and orbiting around each other waiting for the love to fling back again. And it will. Because love forgets time.
words and art by james r. eads, motion by the glitch.
trust the universe
Sapien Cell | Jeff Sullivan
“You are not a small and unimportant creature confined to the form of this physical body, contrary to popular belief. At the core of your being you are pure awareness, and this awareness is the same source from which everything in the Universe arises, exists as, and returns to. Consciousness is the dimension of yourself that you have forgotten you are, and of which you long to return to”
— Joseph P. Kauffman
romance is
a rift in the physical
a waking of sixth senses
a state of being in which,
there are no coincidences
preceded not by solid touch
but by trust, so divine
a joining of the souls
a meeting of the minds
— g.g
Eleutheria Allegoria Holographicticious | Seth McMahon, Jonathan Solter, Gabriel Welch & Eric Howard
Aún no sé cómo responder cuando me preguntan sobre ti; no he recabado el valor suficiente para decir en voz alta que se terminó.
Sempiturno
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Puedo sentir cómo el dolor se arrastra por todo mi ser. Igual que una segunda piel, sin razón, sin explicación. Me gustaría poder cambiar de piel como las serpientes
Bojack Horseman.