metaphorformetaphor:

The tragedy is not that we are alone, but that we cannot be. At times I would give anything in the world to no longer be connected by anything to this universe of men.

— Albert Camus, Notebooks 1951-1959. Notebooks 1951-1959. Ivan R. Dee, 2008

(Source: hellanne)

antoniostella:

Poster for “切腹” Seppuku - 1962 by Masaki Kobayashi. 

I love my parents
when they send me cookies.

I love my parents

when they send me cookies.

“Then I felt that every inflection of my voice, every word in my mouth, was a lie, a play whose sole purpose was to cover emptiness and boredom. There was only one way I could avoid a state of despair and a breakdown. To be silent. And to reach behind the silence for clarity or at least try to collect the resources that might still be available to me.”
Persona (1966) dir. by Ingmar Bergman (via c-ovet)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion)

karrybird:

Day four

karrybird:

Day four

Florida, I love you but you’re bringing me down.

One of my professors used the word “comeliness” in class today.

I took it as a sign from the gods to revisit In the Aeroplane over the Sea.

I always thought love was about being with someone who made you feel like life was not unbearable.