Clarice Lispector, A Breath of Life
Michael Kinnucan, The Gods Show Up
I love that every INFP playlist I've ever listened starts all cute and sweet and progressively gets more and more depressive and fucked up because haha yeah we do be like that
"You Always Meet Your Love Perchance", Paruyr Sevak (translated by Tathev Simonyan)
To The Substitute Art Teacher - Jordan Bolton
La Nuit (before 1937)
— by Auguste Raynaud
Work as hard as you can and then be happy in the knowledge you couldn’t have done any more.
ugh why must I be always so repulsed by my own vulnerability but I find it very moving and impressive if other people are vulnerable with me????
are you ever like damn why is literally everyone else scared of openly communicating and being direct and truthful and honest
eternally plagued by being the "intellectual" friend (has surface knowledge on everything) while being the most socially sensitive (can be friends with just anyone) BUT personally cold and aloof friend (needs a lot of distance and alone time)