Showing posts with label self-pity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self-pity. Show all posts
Tuesday, 23 June 2009
Thursday, 15 January 2009
I'm throwing my arms around psychosis (because nobody wants my love)
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Monday, 12 January 2009
I'm doing very well. I can block out the present and the past now.
Prozac is listening to my current three favourite tracks off the new Morrissey album Years of Refusal:
-All You Need Is Me: egomania, self-pity, recrimination, rejection, disappointment, death + tambourines!
-When I Last Spoke to Carol: self-pity, recrimination, disappointment, dejection, suicide + Mexican trumpets and guitars!
-Sorry Doesn't Help Me: self-pity, recrimination, rejection, dejection, despair + patricidal fury!
(click on track titles to listen)
Labels:
bergman,
death,
despair,
egomania,
p-disappointment,
recrimination,
self-pity,
suicide,
the seventh seal
Monday, 20 October 2008
Wednesday, 23 July 2008
Sunday, 11 May 2008
“Life swings like a pendulum backward and forward between pain and boredom” (Schopenhauer)
I think Schopenhauer would have also liked the following quote: "If you use a physical regimen like Bikram yoga to punish yourself for being alive, at some point the body will rebel."
Click on image to enlarge.
Labels:
bikram yoga,
can't move,
fucked back,
pain,
schopenhauer,
self-pity
Sunday, 25 November 2007
Thursday, 11 October 2007
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