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Truth has very few friends and those few are suicides.
— Antonio Porchia, Voices
(Source: poeticsofdeath)
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Somebody loves you if they don’t mind the quiet. They don’t mind running errands with you or cleaning your apartment while blasting some annoying music. There’s no pressure, no need to fill the silences. You know how with some of your friends there needs to be some sort of activity for you to hang out? You don’t feel comfortable just shooting the shit and watching bad reality TV with them. You need something that will keep the both of you busy to ensure there won’t be a void. That’s not love. That’s “hey babe! i like you okay. do you wanna grab lunch? i think we have enough to talk about to fill two hours!” It’s a damn dream when you find someone you can do nothing with. Whether you’re skydiving together or sitting at home and doing different things, it’s always comfortable. That is fucking love.
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Created by San Francisco-based fine art painter Klari Reis, this is a series of colorful Petri dishes hand painted using reflective epoxy polymer to depict electron microscope images of various natural and unnatural cellular reactions. They were created as part of a project she calls ‘The Daily Dish 2013‘ where Klari is creating a new Petri dish painting every single day in 2013. Be sure to check this page out to find the rest of the series.
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But we joke and laugh, otherwise we would start screaming.
— Charles Bukowski
(Source: 359-pine)
1. Summer Arm
2. Ascension
3. Winter Arm
4. Mourning Cloak
5. Gray Dawn
6. Overflow
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I wish I wrote the way I thought
Obsessively
Incessantly
With maddening hunger
I’d write to the point of suffocation
I’d write myself into nervous breakdowns
Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing
And I’d write about you
a lot more
than I should
Obsessively
Incessantly
With maddening hunger
I’d write to the point of suffocation
I’d write myself into nervous breakdowns
Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing
And I’d write about you
a lot more
than I should
— Benedict Smith / “I Wish I Wrote The Way I Thought”
“What I love about Betty’s depression is that there isn’t a firm reason for it. Many TV shows would say, “Oh, she had a controlling first husband” or “She had a bad relationship with her mother” or “She’s stifled by her life as a housewife.” Mad Men says it’s all of those things, but it also says that there’s something undefined about it. Betty will never be whole. She’s always going to be looking for a magic fix that won’t come, and even Henry—who really does love her unconditionally—is someone she’ll push away in bitterness, just because she doesn’t know many other ways to relate to people. When the series started, it seemed like Betty was going to fill the show’s “housewife becomes feminist” role, but she didn’t really do that. Instead, she increasingly became isolated, both because of things others did to her and things she did herself. She was miserable, and maybe she’ll always be miserable. The show teases us with the idea that she’ll someday become a “better” person, as if that means anything, but I think it’s clear, now, that she won’t, at least by the standards we’d like to put on her. Nothing will ever quite fill the hole.” - Todd VanDerWerff (x) (Source: madmen-caps) |
Krowiarki Palace: Here is a rare glimpse inside what was once one of Poland’s grandest palaces. Unfortunately, very little is known about this extraordinary building. Spared destruction in World War II and shuttered for more than 40 years, it is supposedly being restored to its former glory.
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