The Bad Luck Bird

You were a lonely child,
Laid open to the world,
And when I looked in your eyes,
I saw myself there too.

I feel ashamed of my whole existence. I do not want this anymore.

Loss - Cut Up, Depressed And Alone

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Anon., USA, ca. 1913, postcard, © Fine Vernacular Photography +

Anon., USA, ca. 1913, postcard, © Fine Vernacular Photography +

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If I am unhappy and know that my unhappiness reflects a gross
discrepancy between myself and life as it is, I solved nothing; I shall
be on the wrong track and I shall never find a way out of the chaos of
my emotions and thoughts so long as I have not achieved the
supreme and crucial insight that that discrepancy is not the fault of
life as it is, but of myself as I am…

—Ludwig Wittgenstein to Paul Engelmann  (via man-of-prose)

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there’s a man lying down
in a grave somewhere
with the same tattoos as me
and i love him, i love him, i love him, i love him, i love him

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timelapse 

Seeing this post right as Acid Blaze by Der Blutharsch started playing was a really good thing.

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