kdecember:

“It’s June. I’m tired of being brave.” Anne Sexton 

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“Recently, when I got out of the elevator at my usual hour, it occurred to me that my life, whose days more and more repeat themselves down to the smallest detail, resembles that punishment in which each pupil must according to his offense write down the same meaningless (in repetition, at least) sentence ten times, a hundred times or even oftener; except that in my case the punishment is given me with only this limitation: “as many times as you can stand it.”
Franz Kafka, (via substantia-nigra)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via fuckyeahexistentialism)

“Can it not be me,
just once can it not be me,
as the sacrifice?”