From my rotting body, flowers shall grow, and I am in them, and that is eternity.
Edvard Munch (via fuck-yeah-existentialism)
If I ever let you down, it’s not because I don’t love you. It’s because I don’t love myself.
William Chapman (via fuck-yeah-existentialism)
Date yourself. Take yourself out to eat. Don’t share your popcorn at the movies with anyone. Stroll around an art museum alone. Fall in love with canvases. Fall in love with yourself.