Scaith

Nick. 24. M. New York.

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“I myself am war.”

— Georges Bataille

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Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep

by Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting rush. Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die.

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Cosmic Lily

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Me

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Lil Peep - Save That Shit (LYRICS)

LYRICS ON SCREEN. Rip Lil Peep.

Fuck my life, can't save that girl Don't tell me you can save that shit All she want is payback for the way I always play that shit You ain't getting nothing, now I'm saying Don't tell me you is Nothin' like them other motherfuckers I can make you rich (I can make you rich) I can make you this, baby, I can make you that I can take you there, but baby, you won't make it back Growing sick of this and I don't wanna make you sad Do I make you scared? Baby, won't you take me back?                                Nothin' like them other motherfuckers I can make you rich (I can make you rich) Nothin' like them other motherfuckers I can make you rich (I can make you rich)

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“These scents of grass and stars at night, certain evenings when the heart relaxes–how shall I negate this world whose power and strength I feel? Yet all the knowledge on earth will give nothing to assure me that this world is mine.”

— Albert Camus, The Myth oF Sisyphus (via paperbacksunday)

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“Externally, things always go badly with me, because I don’t love it (the external), I take no account of it, I don’t give it the required importance and demand nothing from it. Everything I love changes from an external thing into an inward one, from the moment of my love, it stops being external.”

Marina Tsvetaeva, in a letter to Boris Pasternak written c. October 1926

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“Man cannot will unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself; that he is alone, abandoned on earth in the midst of his infinite responsibilities, without help, with no other aim than the one he sets himself, with no other destiny than the one he forges for himself on this earth.”

— Jean-Paul Sartre, Characterizations of Existentialism (via philosophybits)

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via: Philosophy Matters

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