defunkt @silly-goose-frances - Tumblr Blog

Well is that you in front of me? Coming back for even more of exactly the same. Well, you must be a masochist to love a modern leper on his last leg. I am ill but I’m not dead and I don’t know which of those I prefer. Because that limb which I have lost; it was the only thing holding me up.

The Modern Leper by Frightened Rabbit (via obvsajamiexxfan)

#frightened rabbit #the modern leper #midnight organ fight #love #depression

deeerdraws

been thinkin about Los Campesinos a lot lately, so heres some pixel lyrics from Selling Rope

#los campesinos!#no blues #selling rope #swan dive into the estuary

thebluesthour

Joan Mitchell, “Les Bluets” x “Untitled” x “Blue Territory”

#joan mitchell #new york school #abstract expressionism #action painting #art

#aimee mann #invisible ink #lost in space

Aimee Mann in the liner notes for Mental Illness

#aimee mann #mental illness

radfrogradblog-blog

She stroked his cheek with a fingertip and said absently, “I like making you happy, but how can I trust someone I don’t understand?” He stared, astonished, and cried: “We can’t understand ourselves, how can we understand others? Only maps and mathematics exist to be understood and we’re solider than those, I hope.“

Lanark, Alasdair Gray (via radfrogradblog)

#lanark #alasdair gray

slybacon

I wanted madness to blot out the memories with the strong tones and colours of a delusion, however monstrous. I had a romantic notion that madness was an exit from unbearable existence. But madness is like cancer or bronchitis, not everyone is capable of it, and when most of us say, “I can’t bear this,” we are proving we can.

slybacon

Alasdair Gray- Lanark

#lanark #alasdair gray

peaceandjoyce

Your regret serves no purpose.

Alasdair Gray; from Lanark (via peaceandjoyce)

#lanark #alasdair gray #literature

I may reach a point —one reaches a point where all I might have to say —where all that one has to say would be that life is bloody awful —is that the human condition is intolerable but that I would not end it —but one resolves to go on despite everything —despite everything

distance piece, b.s. johnson

#b.s. johnson #poetry

Yes, I shall write it all down, you old cow, all: the first time, the last time, all the times in between, and then all the times I should have liked there to have been. I shall go on writing it down even out of habit, till there is nothing left to exorcise. You may judge from that the emotional debt I feel your lovely daughter owes me.

bad news for her mother, b.s. johnson

#horrible - brilliant - ridiculous poem