[suicidalwhistleblower]

I actually passed away quite a few years ago, but I'm a very private person and never told anybody.

[nadarafique]

انا كنت من الناس اللي فاكرة انك لما تحكي لحد بتحبه كل الانسيكيوريتيز اللي جواك ان دا الصح والصدق والحب الحقيقي لكن اكتشفت ان حاجات كتير هيستخدموها ضدك كل ما تتكلم في اي حاجة او عشان بس يطلعو صح .. بنصحكم بجد محدش يعمل كدة لان كل حاجة مخوفاك وهتحكيها هتتعمل فيك بالحرف

[vulatile]

أنا في أَوْج عطائي الآن، بس البت مش موجودة

[inkandenza]

花样年华 In the Mood For Love，王家卫，2000

[playburo]

Office of Ziyu He

[lifeafterpsychiatry]

Like we have commodified human connection to a degree where if you go beyond smalltalk you're oversharing and if you talk too deeply about your life you're traumadumping and if you get visibly upset you're manipulative and if you care too much you're codependent and if you want to talk about anything heavy you're expected to go hire a therapist because your friends shouldn't have to deal with that stuff and yet we're all sitting around wondering why so many people are lonely...

[waitgn]

[petaltexturedskies]

One day you’ll have whatever it is you’re now so confusedly seeking. That kind of calm that comes from knowing oneself and others. But you can’t rush the arrival of that state of mind. There are things you only learn when no one teaches them. And that’s how it is with life. There’s even more beauty in discovering it for yourself, in spite of the suffering.

Clarice Lispector, from “Gertrudes asks for advice” in The Complete Stories

[speciesbarocus]

The Entombment of Christ, Church of San Martino, Portofino. Detail.

[faustique]

i know it is a privilege to feel things deeply but what the fuck

[awesomecesile]

[allsadnshit]

Keeping an alive tumblr in 2026 is proof of one's sincerity and authenticity - a type of person who enjoys posting for the sake of it with absolutely nothing to be gained....just the enjoyment of curation and self expression untainted by opportunity and relevance

[vintage-tigre]

[proustitute]

“Because I dived into the abyss I started to love the abyss of which I am made.”

— Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G. H., trans. Idra Novey

[marcuscrassus]

Johann Michael Rottmayr - The Suicide of Cato

[vulatile]

العشاء الأخير

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