Listen to the cry of a woman in labor at the hour of giving birth—look at the...– Soren Kierkegaard (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
Ever wonder if you’ve ever really meant anything to anyone?
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.– Kurt Vonnegut, Unready to Wear (via wild-lion)
It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had...– John Steinbeck, The Winter of our Discontent (via larmoyante)
Fuck it” is my guiding philosophy.– Helena Bonham Carter (via witch-moon)
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I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.– Jean-Paul Sartre (via soul-bride)