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ephimeralijo · 10 days
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— April 8, 1914 / Franz Kafka diaries
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ephimeralijo · 12 days
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ephimeralijo · 24 days
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let's play a game it's called how long can i pretend i don't have basic needs and human emotions
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ephimeralijo · 24 days
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Im gonna shuffle my giant playlist of every song i like and if the very first one that plays isnt exactly what i want to hear right this second im gna lose it
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ephimeralijo · 1 month
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tumblr is the only place that im honest, how do you tell your instagram followers that you just saw a bird that changed your life? they are soulless on that app, they dont give a fuck
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ephimeralijo · 2 months
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unfortunately a lot of the corny self help advice turns out to be true but the thing is you have to come to those conclusions yourself otherwise it just sounds dismissive and dumb
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ephimeralijo · 2 months
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“Be crazy for her, for the female isn’t tempted by the love of the sane.كن مجنوناً لأجلها .. فالأنثي لا يغريها حب العقلاء”
— Nizar Qabbani
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ephimeralijo · 2 months
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an alive thing next to a different sort of alive thing
woobifytonysoprano-deactivated2 | "Toe Dip" by Giordanne Salley | "Landscape" by David Hettinger | "Sunrise" by Louise Glück | @b0nkcreat (x) | "Through the Walls" by Anastasia Trusova | "Little prayer" by @leonardospoetry | @girlweepinginstairwell (x) | @rainie-is-seasonchange (x) | "Blumenwiese bei Weßling" by Alexander Koester | @pigswithwings (x) | "The Sun" by Edvard Munch | @inkskinned (x)
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ephimeralijo · 3 months
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I’m fine
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ephimeralijo · 3 months
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ephimeralijo · 3 months
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“The snow is coming down. I don’t know how to get this letter to the post office in time. The wind is blowing too. You can’t see ten feet in front of you. God! How cold your room must be! Don’t curl up too much. Don’t disappear completely. Stop at the point. When you’re just a dot, I’ll still love you and I’ll take you in my pocket.”
Albert Camus to Maria Casarès, Correspondance, January 25, 1950 [#146]
(via acknowledgetheabsurd)
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ephimeralijo · 3 months
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The YouTube comment most dear to me
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ephimeralijo · 4 months
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beauty standards are so fucked up what happened to i love your body because it's you. what then.
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ephimeralijo · 4 months
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ephimeralijo · 4 months
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“you should be at the club” Brother I should literally be sent to the seaside for my health
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ephimeralijo · 4 months
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this is the first winter i haven't been depressed in a while
hope is the tune for 2024 :)
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ephimeralijo · 5 months
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there is a deep pathological sadness and loneliness you just can’t shake off that comes from having a traumatic childhood and broken family which I still haven’t come to terms with
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