Absurd Angst

Raquel. 23. Imbalanced.
I attach myself too easily, feel a little too deeply, think either too much or not at all, and I lie to myself far too often.
~ Friday, October 17 ~
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~ Tuesday, October 14 ~
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My happiest hours are those in which I think nothing, want nothing, when I do not even dream, but lose myself in some spurious vegetable torpor, moss growing on the surface of life. Without a trace of bitterness I savour my absurd awareness of being nothing, a mere foretaste of death and extinction.
— Fernando Pessoa (via blackestdespondency)

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falenir:

having feelings for people will ruin you and you will die


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~ Wednesday, July 30 ~
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All I ever really want to know is how other people are making it through life—where do they put their body, hour by hour, and how do they cope inside of it.
— Miranda July, It Chooses You  (via notebookings)

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I do not desire mediocre love. I want to drown in someone.
shydeiac  (via saintofsass)

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Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing

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Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing


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