the atrocity of sunsets

x"For me, joy never comes without the grief of knowing it is only ephemeral. All happiness carries with it the seed of its own end."
— Gabrielle Wittkop, from The Necrophiliac

x"Unger was not merely a writer who chose to end his life, but a writer whose work appeared forged from the knowledge of that event’s temporary postponement."
— Gary J. Shipley

Emile Cioran, via nevver

French Psychiatric Cases, late 19th Century

x"And I know I must go on doing this dance on hot bricks till I die."
— Virginia Woolf, diary entry, 1st of March 1937

Nunto 47 by Mingus Tourette

So lonely
that i hope
someone breaks in
here
do what they want

but maybe talk a bit
and hold me
touch my hands
touch my face when it’s done

for i am old and thinking
will no one help me with this suffering?

The same soft cry
bound by night

framed by rain
and a desperation

so tired
so many years

how long have i been here?

in the morning by Sonya Sones

there’s
this golden moment
when the sun
licks through the gauze
fluttering at my window
warming my eyelids to opening

this golden moment
when I’m not yet awake enough
to remember
that there are things
I would rather
forget.

x"Self-pity is easily the most destructive of the non-pharmaceutical narcotics; it is addictive, gives momentary pleasure and separates the victim from reality."
— John W. Gardner (via iheartloons)

x"I am so down in the depths that I cannot imagine anything ever fishing me up again."
— Katherine Mansfield, in a letter to Virginia Woolf, November 1917

x"A man will renounce any pleasures you like but he will not give up his suffering. Man is made in such a way that he is never so much attached to anything as he is to his suffering."
— Gurdjieff

x"The truth that lies closest, however, is only this: that you are beating your head against the wall of a windowless and doorless cell."
— Franz Kafka

x"I sometimes think that I enjoy suffering. But the truth is I would prefer something else."
— Fernando Pessoa