Marguerite Duras, from The Easy Life
Text ID: I was no one, I had neither name nor face. Moving through August, I was: nothing.
Elia Nedkov. photography.
i am in fact NOT being very brave about it and will whine and complain until i die. As is my right
im still young i still have time im still young i still have time im still young i still have time [lays on the floor wasting my time]
Jupiter Ascending
talking to people who have never considered suicide as a viable option is like talking to an alien
something terrible and monstrous is inside me [being in my 20s]
Sophie Mackintosh, from ‘Cursed Bread’
Unknown, Heavenly Bodies, 1920s



