when i watch other people my age, i see that they have this kind of effortless way about them that i don’t think i’ll ever have. the way they talk to each other and the way they go out and pursue what interests them without having to think twice about it. the way they know how to conduct themselves, the way it all comes so naturally to them, like breathing or swimming or riding a bike. it’s like they all have something ingrained in them that i just don’t have, and it’s so embarrassing and it’s fucking killing me. i wish i knew how to be okay.

— December 12, 1913 / Franz Kafka diaries

Etel Adnan’s 1977 covers for Palestinian Affairs magazine, issues 192 and 193

“If there's a good person who does not repent and a bad person who often repents, who's more likely to enter heaven? I think God will love the latter more. There must be sin for God to have meaning. Beings without sin cannot know God since they don't need to know”

- Persona Sulli

Frank O'Hara, from “Biotherm (for Bill Berkson)”, The Collected Poems

James Madison Stone - Bir Yaz Rüyası (detail)

"The heart is quite strange. You don't know when you're a pig. But when you're human, you overflow with worry. What is sin? In the end, can it be the heart?"

- Persona Sulli, 2023

the internet is such a beautiful thing because Kafka living his entire life feeling as if he was not enough and never able to feel connection, now has a terminally online girl (me) who thinks he's the closest expression of human emotions possible in words

To watch a leaf quivering in the rush of air was an exquisite joy. Up in the sky swallows swooping, swerving, flinging themselves in and out, round and round, yet always with perfect control as if elastics held them; and the flies rising and falling; and the sun spotting this leaf, now that, in mockery, dazzling it with soft gold in pure good temper; and now and again some chime (it might be a motor horn) tinkling divinely on the grass stalks - all of this, calm and reasonable as it was, made out of ordinary things as it was, was the truth now; beauty, that was the truth now. Beauty was everywhere.

Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

༉‧₊˚. pink and black compliment each other so well 🖤🎀

i hate when people say it’s tacky

Jenny Hval, from Girls Against God

Vivienne Westwood Spring/Summer 1994.

“someone who doesn't want to be saved is like the setting sun sinking into the mountains. no matter how you hold out your hand, there's no way to reach them. there was no way to reach him.”

- gojo satoru

Hello Kitty Casio Exilim EX-Z2 camera from 2009･ﾟﾟ･｡♡