Jules Laforgue, from Modern Poets of France: An Anthology; "Coming Winter,"
Twelve Coffee Pots - William Kentridge , 2012.
South African . b. 1955 -
Linocut, LR-cropped , 41 3/10 × 41 3/10 in | 105 × 105 cm.
you ever feel like you were born with something rotten inside you and if people get close enough they’re gonna find out
thankful for days that pass by in peace, not necessarily eventful or life changing, just peaceful. and that alone is something to be grateful for.
in bed, as i make small lists for the week, i am daydreaming about tomorrow morning’s cup of coffee.
this is similar, though not quite, to how my morning will be devoted to daydreaming about an hour more of sleep.
“Mad people, people who stand alone and burn. I’m attracted to them because they give me permission to do the same.”
— Susan Sontag, from a diary entry (via violentwavesofemotion)