How often can you break until there is nothing left of you?

-V. J.

fleeting feelings

Rosalind M. Baker, from Woman Prayers: Prayers by Women; “Breakdown,”

Red Doc> by Anne Carson

note to self

River of Grass (1994) dir. Kelly Reichardt

I find it hard to make new friends because when people are trying to get to know you they ask you about yourself and your past and your future and your passions… and I have a hole for a past, a dark void for a future and zero passion left…

have you ever felt so down that you just spend most of your time staring into nothing?

“You don’t understand what it’s like, living waiting to die”

-aj

Thinking about making a new tumblr to keep this one just for memories of my teen years and early 20’s. Oh how time flies...

“It’s strange how your childhood sort of feels like forever. Then suddenly you’re sixteen and the world becomes an hourglass and you’re watching the sand pile up at the wrong end. And you’re thinking of how when you were just a kid, your heartbeat was like a kick drum at a rock show, and now it’s just a time bomb ticking out. And it’s sad. And you want to forget about dying. But mostly you just want to forget about saying goodbye.”

— Beau Taplin (via hplyrikz)

Laurent Grasso, Studies From the Past - Eclipse (2011)

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