per aspera ad astra

— December 18, 1913 / Franz Kafka diaries

The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1923–1927

cassandra by evelyn de morgan + cassandra by florence + the machine // echo and narcissus by john william waterhouse + daffodil by florence + the machine

women who groan moan scream and wail in music are the real artists i’m just saying

January was a tough year but we made it

one of the most baffling parts of adhd is the food thing. you know the thing i'm talking about. like it is 8:30pm on a friday night, i had to work late and i know i really need to eat dinner but i don't actively feel my hunger right now and i can't think of anything i would enjoy consuming or that i have the energy to prepare but i'm also fully aware i'm gonna feel like shit if i don't eat dinner

We need like a month where nothing happens and there's no repercussions we all just stay in bed and hibernate and nothing goes wrong

u ever in such a bad mood u feel urself turning evil?

had an actual meal. not evil anymore

Childhood made everything feel like it lingered. The time it took for hot chocolate to cool down was eternal. Christmas day took weeks. The two-hour drive to my grandparents' house took us to a new world. It's all too fast now.

This post is picking up notes around Christmas, and I think it's because this is NEVER more true than Christmas. When you're a kid, an occasion takes up so much of your life that you just live in it. Now, Christmas really is just one day.

It feels like tomorrow is supposed to be friday. But it will be a thursday instead. another of gods little tricks

i survived a tuesday, and for what? wednesday? disgusting.

What do you believe in now?

self preservation through love

chupacapra

Chupacabra as well

Asking for directions

Kiki Smith, Constellation, 1996

2022-10-31

Gyeongsangbuk-do Arboretum

Canon EOS R3 + RF50mm f1.2L

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