Evelyn. 21. Buenos Aires, Argentina, Sudamérica, Tierra, Vía Lactea.
67 posts
When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in an unhealthy way; everything becomes a pseudo intellectual question you have no interest in responding whatsoever. This whole process becomes your very skin and it does not merely affect you; it actually defines you. So, you see yourself as a shadowy figure unworthy of developing interest, unworthy of wondering about the world - profoundly unworthy in every sense and deeply absent in your very presence.
Ingmar Bergman (via hora-fericirii)
... He spun a web for me...
... Nightmare before Christmas...
... Rainmaker, raincloud, raindrop, rainwater, rainfall, rainpour, rainstorm, rain...
...We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad...
... Neverending nonsense messed-up thoughts...
... Then you realize your brain behaves just like the weather...
... I inexplicably had an orgasm when watching this scene for the first time...
... I get by with a little help from my friends...
... Perderse, leer, escontrarse...
... What if there is no rock bottom...
... No hay tiempo...
... It doesn't really matter what the weather is like outside if you're a rainy girl inside...
... Some may get under your skin and linger on in your soul...
... You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...