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guys help i can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel anymore
#jean.txt#this comes across as a hehe haha post but i’m being earnest#i’m experiencing existential dread
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i love you everybody who is trying to save their own life & love themselves back into the world, it's gonna happen for you don't doubt for a second!!!!!!!!!!!!
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reblog this and tag the first vine that comes to ur mind. mine is the one of the people yelling at cabbage
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There's a white shadow that smells like apricots, it's... always there
[Thought Project - Relapse]
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I have to leave Revachol and you. And you have to be alone - in hell, forever. That's just the way it is.
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Smells of apricots and slaughter

U can get prints here
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Dolores Dei web weaving / art history connections
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The first death is in the heart, Harry
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dolores dei
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hey look over there what's that *throws these at you*
disco elysium ultra compressed for free
sacred and terrible air english translation // group ibex version
disco elysium art book
full soundtrack by sea power // bandcamp version
disco elysium script explorer with audio
FAYDE (more accessible wiki of dialogue trees but without audio)
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Antilamentation— Dorianne Laux
another addition to my disco poetry collection
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take everything I say with a hint of garlic, ginger, spring onions and a dash of soy sauce
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“An intimacy had grown between us like a forest around a castle.”
— Louise Glück, excerpt of The Sword in the Stone (via honeymoonphantasmagoria)
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“When I loved someone I finally understood that I was worthy of love. It seems a contradiction. What I learned was this capacity for giving required me to give to myself, that it was possible to do so. Someone wants you alive. They are not the only one who insists this. Love exists in me like a counterbalance.”
— Yanyi, from The Year of Blue Water (via lifeinpoetry)
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Marguerite Gance in The Fall of the House of Usher (1928)
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