cloudy sundays.
a photo-reblog. (with songs here and there ♪)

20 years of life so far.
United States.
living in a cardboard box since '08

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Edouard Levé, Suicide
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(via Stylish Scandinavian Apartment in Murmansk)
293 notes "Throughout life, from childhood, from school until we die, we are taught to compare ourselves with another; yet when I compare myself with another I am destroying myself. … You are actually what you are and to understand what you are, this process of comparison must come to an end. If I am always comparing myself with some saint or some teacher, some businessman, writer, poet, and all the rest, what has happened to me – what have I done? I only compare in order to gain, in order to achieve, in order to become – but when I don’t compare I am beginning to understand what I am. Beginning to understand what I am is far more fascinating, far more interesting; it goes beyond all this stupid comparison." — Jiddu Krishnamurti (via itsquoted)
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once summer endsyou will not be here anymore
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Albert Camus - (1913-1960) Oh Albie, you heartbreaker you! </3 </3French existentialist philosophers Albert Camus and Jean-Paul Sarte are hailed as having two of the greatest minds in history. We could debate all day who was more influential or whose works were better, but Camus was hands down the hottest. Their minds might be equally great but look at that body! This tall drink of Mediterranean sun tea brought us The Stranger, The Plague, The Myth of Sisyphus, and many more, examining the absurd and the human condition. Though his truths may be dark, his hot bod and brilliant mind fill my heart with sunshine.
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2,533 notes "And what is the most terrible thing about boredom? Why do we rush to dispel it? Because it is a distraction-free state which soon enough reveals underlying unpalatable truths about existence—our insignificance, our meaningless existence, our inexorable progression to deterioration and death." — Irvin Yalom, The Schopenhauer Cure (via mirroir)

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