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“Trying to make sense of your life is trying to see if the old story checks out, if the person you once were would be happy with the life they lead today. You’re looking for answers in people that don’t exist.”
A few of the 33 ethereal illustrations by the Italian watercolourist Raffaele Mainella for Clotilde Briatte’s Nos Invisibles (1907), a book that charts the voices of Balzac, Zola, Flaubert, and other illustrious writers and thinkers from beyond the grave.
Writing under the nom de plume Charles d’Orino, Briatte... See more
instagram.comsometimes the most important thing we can do is let ourselves stay blurry. to be unbranded, unpositioned, undone for a while. because real self-knowledge is a slow, unmarketable process. and the lost feeling might just be the first sign that you’ve finally stopped performing someone else’s idea of a good life.
milk and cookies • why feeling lost might mean you’re finally doing it right
How beautiful it is to realize you aren’t performing who you are to be liked by everyone you encounter rather you are showing your true personality and interests for the people who will truly get you maybe before you even get yourself
what if public libraries were open late every night and we could engage in public life there instead of having to choose between drinking at the bar and domestic isolation
Erin Glasstwitter.comi’m tired and
my window to the world
has no curtains
my window to the world
has no curtains
quirine brouwer • all my friends and i talk about is getting rid of our phones
i wish earth was more like a library. ppl speaking in soft voices on the streets everything shared and borrowed.
Becca Btwitter.com“Once you grow up, you realize you don’t want to be crazy in love.
You want to be calm in love,
stable in love, patient in love,
understood in love, safe in love.
Your partner should give you peace of mind and reassurance, not constant little heart attacks and high anxiety.”
We think of our lives as numerous beginnings we seem to think we start and end as if by learning the piano, we have not already heard it, seen it, known it. We have not played the same notes, sung the same melodies. There is just one beginning and one end.