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darkandlong:

shame I

darkandlong:

shame I

(via ivanovicm)

"I am alone again and I want to be so; alone with the pure sky and open sea."
— Friedrich Nietzsche (via journalofanobody)

(via zenhumanism)

"

they say
that there is nothing left of you


that you are disappearing


that you are in flames
like the shooting stars
you keep in your pocket


careful, love
loneliness will feed on you
until it is full

"
— it won’t be long l James Strauss (via jamesthatsall)
asolitarycomfort:

Araki
thesadghostclub:

The sad ghost club’s guide to not being sad - by lizemeddings, coming soon!

thesadghostclub:

The sad ghost club’s guide to not being sad - by lizemeddings, coming soon!

(via rustbeltjessie)

Trainspotting (1996), dir. Danny Boyle

(Source: heavenhillgirl, via youren0thing)

"I like so much the way you are so greedy about life and yet so quiet, your eager greediness and your patience, and your way of not asking much of life and yet taking much because you are so human and alive that you find much in everything […]"
Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Nelson Algren (via fleurstains)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via ssenseofscale)

"In spite of language, in spite of intelligence and intuition and sympathy, one can never really communicate anything to anybody. The essential substance of every thought and feeling remains incommunicable, locked up in the impenetrable strong-room of the individual soul and body. Our life is a sentence of perpetual solitary confinement."
— Aldous Huxley (via petrichour)

(Source: withveritaserum, via fuckyeahexistentialism)

thepaperbeast:

Loose Leaf - Collingwood, Melbourne.

toughstrips and I seized the day with early coffees and plant adventures. Can’t rave enough about this place.

(via slightlyimmoral)

paisleyrainbow:

I’ve watched trees release their leaves, warming bare branches against the sun.
I’ve seen snakes shedding their own skin, a natural process of renewal.
I am reminded that change is inevitable, we are scattering the remnants of our former selves and I don’t know where I am in life.
I’m floating between shedding and renewal, I have not yet found solid ground.

transparentoctopus:

magic lantern slide, New Bedford whaling museum 1869

transparentoctopus:

magic lantern slide, New Bedford whaling museum 1869

(via leprocrastinateur)

"Why not gather as many autumn leaves in your arms
as you can,
each one a calendar of loss."
— Ray Amorosi, from “Letter From Marcus Aurelius,” Crazyhorse (Spring 2009)

(Source: a-pair-of-ragged-claws, via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

"Then let me eat your heart, Ophelia, which sheds my tears."
Heiner Müller, Hamletmachine (via lifeinpoetry)
"September 22. Nothing."
— Franz Kafka, from Diaries  (via kafkaesque-world)