u know what makes me cry..... that one van gogh quote about life changing for the better..... “many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. and it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘what do i care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ yes, evil often seems to surpass good. but then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. one morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. and so i must still have hope.” yeah..... Crying....
anyone else just woke up one day and realized that our time on this earth is limited and that they really really really want to live despite every bad thing that happens and proceeded to have a break down or is it just me
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𝗗𝘂𝗻𝗲 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗧𝘄𝗼 (𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦)𝗱𝗶𝗿. 𝗗𝗲𝗻𝗶𝘀 𝗩𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘂𝘃𝗲
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘣𝘺 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘦-𝘓𝘰𝘶𝘪𝘴 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘵 𝘥𝘦 𝘙𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺-𝘛𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰𝘯(𝟣𝟪𝟢𝟪)
“It's taboo to admit that you're lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. You can tell people that you spend most of your time with Netflix or that you haven't left the house today and you might not even go outside tomorrow. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you're not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are. A part of you knew this was going to happen. Growing up, you just had this feeling that you wouldn't transition well to adult life, that you'd fall right through the cracks. And look at you now, it's happening.”
★ 【DIno】 「 飢餓の悪魔 」 ☆ ⊳ fami // chainsaw man ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter
Did another J.C. Leyendecker study with Spy x Family characters, this time of his Saturday Evening Post cover "Silent Night" from December 1935
girlrotting is my new term thank u
one day you think: I want to die. and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book. and I want to die turns day by day into want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun, I want a cleaner kitchen, I want a better job, I want to live somewhere else. I want to live.
- via duckbunny
My weary mind refuses to put her thoughts on a paper tonight, bluer that the night sky, my ink smudges on my fingertips. Tracing my edges, I wonder if my voids blooms cherry blossoms or peonies for delight, or am I a barren land like my notepad tonight................
everytimeyousaygoodbye ©
“Perhaps love is to give one’s own solitude to other, for it is the very last thing we have to offer.”
– Clarice Lispector