They Can All Rest, Now.

suddenly, you find your whole days blending together to create one endless and suffocating loop— so you find yourself trying to remember the things that made you happy.

but slowly, your brain begins to erase every memory that ever brought you joy, and eventually, all you can think about is how life has always been this way— and will only continue to be this way.

Rue, Euphoria

portrait of a lady on fire - wanderer above the sea of fog

“What if everything in the world were a misunderstanding, what if laughter were really tears?”

— Søren Kierkegaard, Either/Or

Windows of Havana, Cuba. Sam Youkilis for Holiday Magazine

my entire life captured in a single image

the girl who leapt through time (2006)

bakemonogatari (2009)

devilman crybaby (2018)

The other day, lying in bed, I felt my heart beating for the first time in a long while. I realized how little I live in my body, how much in my mind.

Rodger Kamenetz, from Terra Infirma (University of Arkansas Press, 1985)