about everything and nothing

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[sabrinabinx]

[writerswritecompany]

[whendidmythoughtsgocrazy]

And if I'm meant to be alone, please take away my desire to be loved.

k.b. // unknown

[givemethunder]

[stillawakestillwriting]

Ops…S-au adunat intr-un loc!

[sylvernights]

Rufus Sewell as Time, Father of the Endless

2.07 • Time and Night

[2022dirt]

A piano after a performance at the Cincinnati World Piano Competition.

[dailyflicks]

NUREMBERG (2025) dir. James Vanderbilt

[stillawakestillwriting]

“The only clue to what man can do is what man has done,”

[stillawakestillwriting]

“You have a bigger ego than you think you do”

Imi canta Florence in casti, intr-un moment ironic de clisee. Boltul se oprise la semaforul de la Universitate. Ce stupid moment: banca era goala, ceata se lasa usor, fostul Intercontinental era inghitit din ce in ce mai mult, iar felinarul acela tot nu functiona.

Era un el si o ea, se imbratisau de la revedere. Ea s-a intors spre Unirii, mergea greu si tremura. Dar, in mersul ei trist, pumnul il avea inclestat, precum inima ei. Durerea ii napadise privirea, iar lacrimile ii straluceau precum beculetele din brad. Atat de dureros de neinteleasa… cum sa nu observe pieptul care ii bubuia neincetat?

Doamne, ce as fi oprit, ce as fi coborat din acea masina in mers. As fi alergat spre ea si i-as fi cuprins corpul firav atat de brutal incat ar fi disparut in pieptul meu. M-as fi imbratisat, dar nu eram destul de lejer la cap pentru asta.

Dar 5 ani - s-au erau 6?! - au trecut ca 40, iar eu vizitez mormantul acelei fete fara voia mea.

PS: cand o sa ma trezesc din aceasta vulnerabilitate si disocierea ramase dupa zbor, aceste ganduri vor disparea odata cu ele.

#122025

[thoughtkick]

“My biggest regrets in life are being too damn nice, apologizing when I didn’t do anything wrong, and making unworthy people a priority in my life.”

— Unknown

[stillgotscars]

the old religion - florence + the machine

[chaussonsauxapples]

Damn, Florence ❤️

[shisasan]

Their minds rest, but mine never does.

August 17, 1924 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]

[nordlin]

[a-state-of-bliss]

Jean Paul Gaultier Haute Couture Spr/Sum 2022

[equalscores]

[sleepanonymous]

Sulfur on your breath Granite in my chest You will never have to talk about it You'll never want to talk about it