[c-inismus]

[znts]

JUJUTSU KAISEN (S1) ➤ 01. Ryōmen Sukuna

It doesn’t have to be everyone, just help the people around you. As much as you can. You may feel lost, don’t expect gratitude. Just help them. That way when you die, you won’t die alone.

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[luxury-bitchs]

[reh-hateshumans]

[tigara-si-cafea]

Oamenii sunt plictisitori, mai ales când singurul lucru pe care îl pot oferi sunt conversații goale ghidate de un scenariu de bază, în care scopul lucrării este de a exprima sentimente pe care nu le simt.

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“Forgive me then, if the poems I write are about the fragments, the broken bridges, and unlit fences in my life. For the poet, the poem is not the measure of his [or her] love. It is the measure of all he’s [or she’s] lost, or never seen, or what has no life, unless he [or she] gives it life with words.”

— Diane Wakoski, last strophe to “With Words,” Emerald Ice: Selected Poems 1962-1987 (Black Sparrow Press, 1988)

[someones-wavybaby]

tell me that you hate me

i just wanna hear that

[d-entelle]

[betomad]

George. London, UK. photo by Lefteris Primos

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“You have to remember that I’ve been lonely for a long time. Loneliness is like ice. After you’ve been lonely long enough you don’t realize you’re cold, but you are … I don’t know, maybe at the center of me there’s some ice that never will melt, maybe it’s just been there too long. But you mustn’t worry. You didn’t put it there.”

— Larry McMurtry, from the novel The Last Picture Show (Dial Press, 1966)

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[abnormall]

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[casadabiqueira]

Ruined Window, Seoul

Youngsoo Han, 1956

[deviika]

— Eduardo C. Corral

[wedarkacademia]

Louise Glück's