“Even in childhood I watched the hours flow, independent of any reference, any action, any event, the disjunction of time from what was not itself, its autonomous existence, its special status, its empire, its tyranny. I remember quite clearly that afternoon when, for the first time, confronting the empty universe, I was no more than a passage of moments reluctant to go on playing their proper parts. Time was coming unstuck from being— at my expense.”

“It is not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late.”

“Do I look like someone who has something to do here on earth? — That’s what I’d like to answer to busybodies who inquire into my activities”

“The same feeling of not belonging, of futility, wherever I go: I pretend interest in what matters nothing to me, I bestir myself mechanically or out of charity, without ever being caught up, without ever being somewhere. What attracts me is elsewhere, and I don’t know where that elsewhere is.”

“Come back! Even as a shadow, even as a dream.”

The best place to think about the futility of existence

me clicking that link:

why chloe moretz eating spaghetti from wooden boxes?why everyone lookin in the camera??WHY SOME DUDE SUCKIN DICK???

This is absurd because the original image is by far the most surreal one