1612th:

texting me is like ordering something online because most likely you won’t hear back for 4-6 business days

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02.20.12 /12:00/♥ 7136

To go mad, to suicide or to continue?

~   Charles Bukowski  (via brutalite)
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01.28.12 /18:00/♥ 3104
01.16.12 /06:03/♥ 3996
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Not much time left now; not much more to endure. Just a few more short weeks, she tells herself, just a few more weeks to freedom. She squares her shoulders and gathers up her things to work, pen poised above paper just so, textbooks splayed open to the appropriate pages. She purses her lips in concentration, telling herself that she needs to focus, she needs to focus so she can get this done and get on with her life. The words in front of her eyes blur into meaningless squiggles across white paper, her pen refusing to flow across the page to make sentences of meaning and insight and analysis. Her head hurts, a dull throb in her temples that refuses to go away. She sighs and throws her study materials away, cradling her head in her hands. When did it get so hard, she wonders, when did it get so hard to do this? When did her motivation leave her? When did she stop caring? She sighs and frowns at her books. After a moment, she reaches over and picks them up again, setting herself to work. Not much longer now, she tells herself. You can do this, you can do this, you can do this.

~   Isabella Sunday (via atomos)
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09.24.11 /16:00/♥ 397
08.11.11 /16:00/♥ 229
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I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone.

~   Charles Bukowski (via atomos)
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08.11.11 /04:00/♥ 920

Let’s face it: I’m scared, scared and frozen. First, I guess I’m afraid for myself…the old primitive urge for survival. It’s getting so I live every moment with terrible intensity. It all flowed over me with a screaming ache of pain…remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted. When you feel that this may be good-bye, the last time, it hits you harder.

~   Sylvia Plath (via ish07)
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06.11.11 /08:00/♥ 112
06.09.11 /10:25
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05.17.11 /05:02/♥ 866
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Life continues, and some mornings, weary of the noise, discouraged by the prospect of the interminable work to keep after, sickened also by the madness of the world that leaps at you from the newspaper, finally convinced that I will not be equal to it and that I will disappoint everyone— all I want to do is sit down and wait for evening. This is what I feel like, and sometimes I yield to it.

~   Albert Camus (via mirroir)
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05.07.11 /09:37/♥ 101

I am very good at sitting still doing nothing. I can sit and not move for two to three hours and not get bored.

~   Daul Kim (via sacraments)
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04.25.11 /21:36/♥ 608
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