/lit/ - Literature

>book is so good I'm afraid to continue to not mess it up
Do you know this feel?

I FEEL LIKE WHEN I POST IN A THREAD IT SUDDENLY DIES . . . LIKE YOU CAN ALL SEE WHO I AM AND WHEN I POST YOU ALL DECIDE TO LEAVE

>>19390704
>"all were born on December 25th from a virgin mother"
>this is the level of modern scholarship

Are there any books that describe the feeling of being chased by time?
I have two meetings today within a small time frame and then work (that I hate). My leg hurts as fuck. I feel tired and depressed.
Any books for me to feel this feel and relate?

>tfw slowly slid into the pit of nihilism for all my 20s
>tfw only realized I was wrong as my foot touched the bottom
>tfw only when it was over did I realize I was mortally hungry all this time, that I wanted live
>tfw the weight of the water above me is now a insuperable pressure known as reality
>tfw it's too late
Learn from my example anons. Or don't. I would welcome you here at the end, for if you came to our company here you would deserve it, as we deserve it, and never anything else again.

>>19068208

>>18854623
How are you supposed to write your inner thoughts when people close to you read them?

I've been here before, I do not post very often.

When I post, I might incite some reaction or throw my philosophy into the rather vague platitudes expressed here as often as they will.

I love to read, I want more recommendations from you magnificent bastards.

Those of you who may take a moment to read this, I hope you will throw a novel, story, play, maybe a journal my way.
After being here for a couple of years, coming from /b/ and /x/, lurking and watching, I would like a recommendation for something that has filled the emptiness, as little as it may be, of what calls you here.

To satisfy the jannies, I recommend pic related.

Thanks as always, /lit/.

>>17202729
Damn. Sad.

>>17125062
I don't really go here that often these days but used to go here in my youth. Having a rough week so though I might go to memory lane.

B-but he never kills his parents in the book.
This seems like the biggest misunderstanding of the "failing to be human" of the book ever.

>Why do women do this?

Is slam poetry /lit/?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2qDZTl6h09M

the best art comes from the sublimation of objectively bad things. art that lacks unpleasant themes boils down to fodder for the emotionally weak.

>>14851061
>161cm

>>14718934

>>14610959
>Any other books for this feel?
You mean the dread of human beings?
If so my diary
Also The setting sun is different but with similar vibe.
>I thought, “I want to die. I want to die more than ever before. There’s no chance now of a recovery. No matter what sort of thing I do, no matter what I do, it’s sure to be a failure, just a final coating applied to my shame. That dream of going on bicycles to see a waterfall framed in summer leaves—it was not for the likes of me. All that can happen now is that one foul, humiliating sin will be piled on another, and my sufferings will become only the more acute. I want to die. I must die. Living itself is the source of sin.”
I think Dazai is the only writer that has captured in words this feel really well.
Everything passes.

https://imgur.com/a/m91RAOz

>>14544023
if you are a degenerate for being on this site this would also apply for you

>tfw have diabetes and can't smoke due to the likelihood that it'll kill twice as fast then regular smokers
How can i possibly be /lit/ now /lit/? Also what are some books on copeing with the fact that you could become both deaf and blind?

>new to uni
>no idea how to do research
>have to do it for a class that I slipped into by exception
>really anxious
>majoring in English
>get depressed and for days lit seems pointless. scared this will persist into my adult life
>feel like a smoothbrain compared to my peers
>been drinking every night for a while
How do I stop feeling fucked? Should I start going back to mass? I don't think my religion is as strong as it was. Is there a philosophy that could comfort me somehow?

>>14264147
No.

Can I break out of this bubble I imagine for myself? I know I am a good man with a good heart and a healthy mind; I value virtue and self accountability above all else with a deep appreciation for others and life in itself. However, the people of my past will not allow me to let go of what I was, and therefore I must let them go; this is much easier said than done when these individuals are my ailing parents who now depend on me. Why do I have to love them so?

Dear Anon,
This is my first post since I began lurking /b/ in 2012, I have appreciated much of what has come to fruition on these websites, starting as a /b/ newfag and having experienced my first suicide stream within the first year, dabbling and succumbing to such extremities of desire as hentai, pony fandom, rekt threads and the like, I am not here to discuss such ideas.
I had found /lit/ sometime ago after I had snapped my ACL and required surgery, rendering me an invalid for well over 6 weeks (rough surgery) and rediscovered the love of reading months prior. I had spent aforementioned time lurking this board and appreciating literature; dabbling in some light to moderate /lit/ content (currently reading Pynchon's Gravity’s Rainbow [loving every moment of it, on page 250 prematurely picked up a copy of Infinite Jest]), I am still new to /lit/. And although this post may be contested as being more appropriate on /his/ I come in a state of desperation requesting some level of reassurance and with one question; I have spent the last year of my life as a recluse after departing from a toxic relationship (5 years with engagement [she cheated on my for the 2nd time]) I was assuredly convinced would end in marriage and a stable livelihood.
What exactly is humility; are there any books to broaden my horizons for this “potential” I have been convinced resides within my being for so long?

I used to be on some Yozo tier drinking till I started having too many Yozo tier problems