an eternal night, without a thought or a dream, awaited her;
for she had no soul, and could not obtain one.


Marina Abramovic and her lover/collaborator Ulay performing “Death Self”. This performance consisted of the two artists seated in front of each other, connected at the mouth. They took in each other’s breaths until all of their available oxygen had been used up. The performance lasted only 17 minutes, resulting in both artists collapsing unconscious to the floor, having filled their lungs with carbon dioxide. This personal piece explored the idea of an individual’s ability to absorb the life of another person, exchanging and destroying it.


“Hell isn’t other people. Hell is yourself.”

— Ludwig Wittgenstein (via iancurtiswishlists)



“Catherine’s face was just like the landscape—shadows and sunshine flitting over it in rapid succession; but the shadows rested longer, and the sunshine was more transient…”

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it seems you lost your way, you’ve let it all fall apart… nothing is left here but you, & all you do is remind me.


“Anxiety is love’s greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.”

— Anaïs Nin 



& i’m sad to the core, core, core.
everything is a chore, chore, chore.



"She could tell that I was zipping up the sleeping bag of myself, and I could tell that she didn’t really love me."
Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close, Jonathan Safran Foer
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