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Susan Sontag - “Death Kit”
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br0kensunset · 3 years
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I say it, and mean it, from the very bottom of my black heart you took advantage of; fuck you.
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Sir Raymond in the Crusades.
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br0kensunset · 3 years
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Pretending someone else can come and save me from myself.
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br0kensunset · 3 years
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I'm pushing everyone away, just to see how far I can make them go, and the worst part is, I don't even care. Maybe I won't be satisfied until they all leave. Maybe I won't be satisfied until I can die without anyone noticing.
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br0kensunset · 3 years
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Le feu follet(1963)
Alain Leroy is a suicidal, alcoholic writer, in rehabilitation, contemplating death after being let down by life. On his last attempt at finding courage to continue living, he visits his friends in Paris. His character is played beautifully played by Maurice Ronet and is based on the writer Jacques Rigaut, who died from suicide in 1929.
This is possibly the most honest depiction of alcoholism and depression in all of cinematic history. Little by little, we are allowed in Alain's life and learn some key factors about his past as he visits some important people that played a big role in his life jurney, while also being in constant mourn of what was and what could've been of his existence. This void in him is depicted as lack of love, or more specifically his inability to feel it, experience it and give it back.
This exceptional piece of cinematic art filmed in noir, is extremely thought-provoking and pushes the audience to look into themselves for questions and answers this film brings out. But at the same time it is an empathetic view on an extremely life damaging illness:alcoholism.
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br0kensunset · 3 years
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Are you alive or just passing time?
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br0kensunset · 3 years
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I'm consumed by anger and grief and regrets. My emotions eating me alive from the inside and all I do is sit and stare not even care that I'm becoming a cell of what once was. A lovely human, a happy kid, a bright personality.
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br0kensunset · 3 years
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In a little while, I'll be gone. The moment's already passed, yeah its gone, and I'm not here. This isn't happening.
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br0kensunset · 3 years
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Parachutes has been my support album for many years now. It's the album I choose when I feel like the whole world is against me and I want to feel some sort of comfort. It's the album I go to to soothe me when anxiety and depression keep me up at night. It's the album I choose to use as my escape from the sad reality of our fucked up world. I don't know where I'd be without it, or without any of Frank's solo albums in general. So happy birthday to parachutes and cheers to the incredible man that wrote it and allowed us to listen and watch his own life struggles unfold in front of our very own eyes.
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Parachutes is the second album by guitarist and singer-songwriter Frank Iero and the first one with his backup band the Patience. It was released on October 28, 2016.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PARACHUTES!
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br0kensunset · 3 years
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I am constantly wondering what it'd be like to be pretty. To be wanted. To be able to look in the mirror and not want to break it into a thousand little pieces.
I always wonder how different life would've been if I was pretty in society's eyes, and to my own eyes too. But I just make do with what I have. I can't change it so I just try and accept it for what it is.
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br0kensunset · 3 years
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I'm tired. I'm young and I'm tired. Tired of living. Tired of existing. Tired of pretending. Tired. No one said life would he easy but nobody ever said it would be so hard.
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br0kensunset · 4 years
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Vodka has been a better friend than most people in my life so far.
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br0kensunset · 4 years
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''There was that expression on your face as if you didn't quite know where you belonged.''
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br0kensunset · 4 years
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Who would've thought self hatred takes up so much time and energy?
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br0kensunset · 4 years
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We all devoure lies
when our hearts are hungry.
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