Building A Sculpture Against A Wall... Beautiful When It Works And Shoot Myself In The Head When It Falls

let me see you and stay

neil hilborn // text post – @rebeccabinch //  naudline pierre – through the clouds, 2020 // flintcoded, 08 –15 – 21 // the first bad man – miranda july // sade alandria zabala // georges bataille // @tristamateer // mess is mine – vance joy // @softhe4rted , i will – mitski // taylor jenkins reid, the seven husbands of evelyn hugo //georges bataille – the dead Man //

Francis Alys: Sometimes Making Something Leads to Nothing (1997)

Daido Moriyama

— Clarice Lispector, from “The Hour of the Star.”

James Baldwin.

Angel Ploetner, Who Am I? Dissociative Identity Disorder Survivor / Anupama Krishnan, Misplaced Mind / Alexandra Levasseur, Body of Land / William Goldman, The Princess Bride / Sarah J. Maas, The Assassin and the Underworld / Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

愛でも叫んどこ。

sometimes to get better we have to get angry

kara walker, "untitled," 2016, ink on paper / anger I’m good at / David Shrigley / regarding the röttgen pietà, elle emerson / David Shrigley, untitled, 2000 / paramore - interlude: i’m not angry anymore

i feel like i don't really know what love is

like all the time i searched for it and craved it in every girl that was nice to me or even wasn't but now after i watched this movie i don't think i know what love means. it seems so unconditional and pure and i always thought that i know what love is and what it feels like and that i've been in love with people even if they didn't share the same. i look at my brother and his girlfriend and i see such purity and unconditional love in their eyes. but when i think back i don't know if i ever really felt that for a person. all the "love" i felt for people always had a mildy fear of pain. the fear that they don't love me back and if i act like that now that they won't like me anymore and i lose them. and in fact it mostly ended like that everytime. people get so sick of me and seem to forgot me quickly that i already had forgotten me. i think love will come but i don't know if i'm capable to really feel it or if i'm really getting irritated then. love is such a complex emotion. i always thought i had it but now i don't know if my feelings will ever got over the "you're my crush please notice me" phase. or is this already the love everyone is talking about because it sure doesn't feel like it.

actually i should go to sleep i'm really tired and i propably just think to much into it right now and tomorrow i will wake up and think what have i written yesterday? and the thought will fade away like real love does

or does it?

                                                             3:41 AM