play god be vacant
"But what is memory if not the language of feeling, a dictionary of faces and days and smells which repeat themselves like the verbs and adjectives in a speech, sneaking in behind the thing itself,into the pure present, making us sad or teaching us vicariously…" — Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch
"What most people call loving consists of picking out a woman and marrying her. They pick her out, I swear, I’ve seen them. As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. They probably say that they pick her out because-they-love-her, I think it’s just the siteoppo. Beatrice wasn’t picked out, Juliet wasn’t picked out. You don’t pick out the rain that soaks you to a skin when you come out of a concert." — Julio Cortázar
"I realized that searching was my symbol, the emblem of those who go out at night with nothing in mind, the motives of a destroyer of compasses." — Julio Cortázar





Elliott Smith - Everybody Cares, Everybody Understands

yes everybody cares about you. yeah and whether or not you want them to. it’s a chemical embrace that kicks you in the head. to a pure synthetic sympathy that infuriates you totally, and a quiet lie that makes you wanna scream and shout. 

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i’ve been meaning to go on a diet for about 5 years

(Source: trait, via slutgarden)


"In the midst of hate, I found there was, within me, an invincible love.
In the midst of tears, I found there was, within me, an invincible smile.
In the midst of chaos, I found there was, within me, an invincible calm.
I realized, through it all, that…
In the middle of winter, I finally found that within me there lies an invincible summer." — Albert Camus, The Stranger (via buddhabrot)

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"I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world." — Albert Camus, “L’Étranger” (via tierradentro)

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