[rosentraume]

everything is better with classical music. example:

drinking coffee: normal, mundane

drinking coffee with clair de lune playing in the background: ethereal, elegant

[papayajuan2019]

i love the whole world violently. and i dont want to go to work

[screamon-deactivated20230625]

rainer maria

[nat-20s]

"what's your dream job??" Uhh to have 17 weird little hobbies that I don't have to be good at and hang out with friends. I get money via being the world's specialist little princess

[flowerytale]

Margaret Atwood, from The Blind Assassin

[feral-ballad]

Ana Istarú, tr. by Shaun T. Griffin & Emma Sepúlveda-Pulvirenti, from These Are Not Sweet Girls: Poetry by Latin American Women; "XV"

[Text ID: “you are a forgotten angel”]

[stlowens]

May Sarton, from Journal of a Solitude

[disease]

the act of being misunderstood indicates that you possess individuality—a human trait slowly succumbing to extinction. keep the minds of the intellectually frail pondering abstractions.

[disease]

furthermore: develop a healthy relationship with the act of self-respect. disallow any subconscious dialogue perpetuating the comparison of yourself to others, wherein you’re deemed as inferior. if there’s a goal you seek to accomplish by the means of self-improvement: begin to identify and commence its process now. prioritize an unquenchable thirst for knowledge—for it results in understanding, which will morph into comprehension. forgive yourself. recenter.

[irenelichtensteinblog]

Carolyn Quartermaine

[zegalba]

Wai Kwong Chan: Love Love Love Love More (2018)

[pierppasolini]

Looking out this window, there’s just one person in my thoughts.

Chungking Express (1994) // dir. Wong Kar-wai

[iopanosiris-deactivated20210713]

Luca Giordano,The Fall of the Rebel Angels (detail). c. 1666.

[shisasan]

June 1, 1912 The Diaries Of Franz Kafka 1910-1913

[ID: June 1. Wrote nothing. END ID]

[soracities]

Charles Wright, “Body and Soul II”, A Short History of the Shadow: Poems

[Text ID: “April, and anything’s possible.”]

[klassizismus]

By Kawanabe Kyōsai (Japanese, 1831-1889)

[shisasan]

me, staring at the Moon, almost every night: I love you, I really do.

[writhe]

YOU WILL NEVER ANTICIPATE THE DEPTH & IMMESITY OF THE LOVE YOU WILL ONE DAY FEEL