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Home Alone (1990)
Sunsets by Andy Warhol, 1972
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“The most beautiful people I’ve known are those who have known trials, have known struggles, have known loss, and have found their way out of the depths.”
— Elisabeth Kübler-Ross (Psychiatrist, 1926-2004)
If I could forget you, I would!
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Red photoshoot (2012);
the rain slips from stone unto my skin, while the musk of coffee trails behind each step, as the old books in my cotton bag are kissed by the rain themselves.
ig: rosenaufsuden
From the bottom of my heart I hope 2020 is a better mental health year for everyone
i only want you!!!
“when I think about sunshine and laughter it used to be your face that came to my mind but you’ve been slipping away for longer than either of us care to admit so I’m holding on too tight my hands lingering when I touch you and shit, I forgot you don’t like hugs damn it, I lost you again something in your eyes is lying to me and fuck, I'm stranded in an art museum I’m alone in your apartment and my phone is empty of texts from you even though I know what your dream is I can’t remember your favorite song I wonder will I lose you? Have I already? been turned into a person who’s text is left on read but I don’t say a word”
— instead I write on the plane coming back from Chicago by Abby S
But I know I will be ..
“And perhaps the saddest thing of all, is that even the scars, the heartbreak, you etched into my skin and bones, is precious to me. Because they’re traces that somewhere, you still exist inside me.”
— Excerpt from a Book I’ll Never Write, Perhaps the Saddest Thing
STATE OF GRACE