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| F | Romania |

[minima--moralia]

I was shattered. I wondered how people managed to go on living when there was nothing to be hoped for from within.

Simone de Beauvoir, in The Woman Destroyed (via letters-to-lolita)

[minima--moralia]

I was made for another planet altogether I mistook the way.

Simone de Beauvoir, in The Woman Destroyed (via letters-to-lolita)

[derangedrhythms]

Love is like a fever which comes and goes quite independently of the will.

Stendhal, On Love (via killingthespring)

[blacktout]

And I can’t help remembering that at the time, too, my dreams were sad and dreary, and though I did not feel better then I somehow can’t help feeling that it was better, that life was more peaceful, that at least I was not then obsessed by the black thoughts that haunt me now, that I did not suffer from these gloomy and miserable qualms of conscience which now give me no rest either by day or by night.

Fyodor Dostoevsky, “White Nights” (via blackmthedistortion)

[softlaugh]

[fall1997]

can you hear how loudly im thinking of you

[screenshotsofdespair]

[screenshotsofdespair]

[exoneon-deactivated20200522]

[tenderleelee]

TELL HER

[honeymoon-hotline-deactivated20]

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BBC - Frozen Planet

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I barely know how to talk anymore. I’m in mourning; I weep; I’m afraid.

Arthur Rimbaud, from A Season In Hell (via violentwavesofemotion)

[iloveyoursoul]

[litafficionado]

The Salt of the Earth(2014) dir. Wim Wenders & Juliano Ribeiro Salgado

[dollykadulha]

Begum Akhtar’s thumri “Ab Ke Saawan Ghar Aaja” in Dhobi Ghat (2011, dir. Kiran Rao)

[c-inefilia]

Godard quoting Wittgenstein in Two or three things I know about her/ Deux ou trois choses que je sais d’elle (1967)

[northern-proper]

One of the hardest things you will ever have to do my dear is grieve the loss of a person who is still alive.

My father’s advice #1 (via northern-proper)