WHO ELSE CANT WAIT FOR THE DAY I PICKED UP DAZAI

...I still wait for someone. Who on earth am I waiting for? For what sort of person? Maybe what I’m waiting for isn’t a human. I dislike humans. No, I fear them. When I meet someone and indifferently exchange such greetings as ‘How are you?’ or ‘It’s become cold,’ greetings I don’t want to make, I somehow get the unpleasant feeling that there is no such horrible liar in the world as I, and I wish I were dead. Also, the other people, too, are unduly wary of me and use diplomatic speech which tries very hard to be harmless and inoffensive, and relate their pompous, false feelings. As I listen to it all, I find their petty cautiousness deplorable, and the world becomes more and more unbearably odious. Are ‘people in the world’, I wonder, creatures that spend their whole lives greeting each other in stiff, formal patterns, being cautious about each other, then growing tired of each other? I hate meeting people.

Dazai Osamu, “Waiting”

‘home’

Should i take the absurdism or nihlism route, what do yall recommend 😝

It’s so fucked that Chuuya didn’t get to keep any of them. Not the flags. Not Murase. Not even Shirase or Adam despite them being alive.

you ever open a message and think ‘what the fuck am I supposed to say to this’

I have never been on Tumblr before should I be scared???? Is there something to expect????

wanzai the creature

What do you guys think of the future? And in case any adult sees this, did your past plans for the future turn out the way you planned them?

Dazai taking a kid in for mentoring to the ADA during twilight and Dazai taking a kid in for mentoring to the PM during night… Why didn’t I notice this detail before?!

dazai but he forgot to take his meds