does anyone know how to go to sleep
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does anyone know how to go to sleep
Im always scared to call someone my friend because what if they dont consider me a friend and hate me because of that
I am under the influence of a melancholy that grounds me to the earth. I feel as if I were a fragment of some object that has fallen and broken.
Mary Shelley, in a diary entry dated 29 September 1826, from The Journals of Mary Shelley
I’m kinda feeling a bit of everything these days and also nothing
trying to communicate ideas through language and it doesnt suffice so you turn to the abstract image and then people want to be talking to you about the images NO!!!!!! ! ! ! ! ! !
i hope everything works out in the end because i am so so scared
wails desperately and then goes back to doing fucjing whatever
(by Seele An)| Hangzhou, China
Natalie Babbitt, from Tuck Everlasting
It’s too much work to do anything at all
I wish you could be free in August. You can imagine that, at least! A whole month, far from the world, in the heat, the sun, the laziness, the intimacy of the body! I burst with life and desire when I think about it.
Albert Camus, Correspondance: 1944-1959
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I Am So Depressed I Feel Like Jumping in the River Behind My House but Won’t Because I’m Thirty-Eight and Not Eighteen by Sandra Cisneros
we, as a collective, are the totality of existence echoing through innumerable articulations. many faces, one indivisible interior. the many are only the one remembering itself (the work of alchemy is not invention but recollection).
Haridas Chaudhuri, from Mysticism and Existentialism
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