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Be a light

[theartofmenoevil]

'Starkeeper'

© The Art of Menoevil

[p-este]

Salí al océano para escapar este terreno, este gentío nauseabundo, y encontré vida ajena sofocándose en nuestro despojo.

Un momento celestial, un amanecer, muere con los pecados y desechos del mundo.

Y aún así, al perderme el negro vacío de esas aguas, encontré en el dolor una constelación que me guiaba a casa.

[a-paperboy]

¡Maldito sea por siempre el soñador inútil que por primera vez, en su imbecilidad, apasionándose por un problema insoluble y estéril quiso mezclar con las cosas del amor la honestidad!

Poema 132 de Las flores del mal: <<Mujeres condenadas. Delfina e Hipólita>>.

Charles Baudelaire.

[garlandedspirits]

Book bindings for various editions of Charles Baudelaire’s “Les Fleurs du mal”

[psikonauti]

Carlos Schwabe (Swiss,1866-1926)

“Spleen and Ideal”. Illustration for Baudelaire’s “Les Fleurs du Mal”, 1900

Oil on canvas

[dankmemeuniversity]

[griffstream]

Cosmic alignment…

[screechingcollectivecollectorus]

Fuck all of the good luck posts out there. Reblog this to immaculate your vibes

[p-este]

Don’t you love it when your Uber driver gives you water to drink, and has a little tub full of candy, and a charger waiting for your Apple phones filthy little charging port hole?

[p-este]

Every time I think about you for more than five minutes, and worse…

When I speak to you

I re-live a thousand heartbreaks and every disillusionment throughout my life.

You may think this is a flattery but, it means I have no good left over memories to hold onto.

Our love is painful

And it was all we had

[p-este]

I feel incredibly disappointed— in myself mostly. And with former friends.

I guess they’re former friends now.

One of them apparently liked me and after I started dating some annoying, arrogant guy in 2019, our friendship sort of collapsed.

A few days ago I commented on one of his stories and then now I see he deleted me from his Instagram.

Before this, the friend with whom I went to Puerto Rico became upset with me after I yelled at her hookup, who was 3 hours late, and she wouldn’t stop bitching about him. I apologized profusely, and I thought we had moved on from it but the other day she and I were talking on the phone and she confronted me about it for a while. I was caught off guard and I just felt incredibly shit and — since my self esteem has been below the floor lately— the added thought that I may be a socially inept just sank me.

I feel like I’m the problem. And I wish they could tell me what it is and how to fix it. Some of my personality feels just… shit.

[beastbeastbeast]

“you invented me and i invented you and maybe that’s why we don’t get along.”

— charles bukowski, ‘beds, toilets, you and me—’

[thebaudrillardeanwife]

"𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔.

𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍

𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍

𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎.

𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎.

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛.

𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍.

𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚞𝚜

𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎

𝚋𝚒𝚐-𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜.

𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚞𝚜

𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜

𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜.

𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗

𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎

𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎

𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍

𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘

𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝."

𝙱𝚞𝚔𝚘𝚠𝚜𝚔𝚒, 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙸𝚜 𝙰 𝙳𝚘𝚐 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕.

[qvotext]

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

— Charles Bukowski; Love Is a Dog from Hell

[letters-toyourheart]

Many people are good to me. Many hate me. But there are some out there who know that I'm truly some kind of simple soul caught in a wild gamble, they know me, they know that I sit between these walls, they know I've been burned, and that I still laugh.

- Charles Bukowski

[wedarkacademia]

“People need me. I fill them. If they can't see me for a while they get desperate, they get sick. But if I see them too often I get sick. It's hard to feed without getting fed.”

― Charles Bukowski, Love is a dog from hell

[fvmilivr-deactivated20240222]

big fan of when stuff is the color green

[joli--coeur]

for those who are struggling with having and finding purpose: maybe, for now, your purpose is waking up in the morning and taking on the day ahead. maybe your purpose is continuing to live despite it all.

[glazedeye-s]

the statues of apollo and athena, at the academy athens, in a full moon night.