dumb

she/her growing heart bones 🪩🌻🫶🏻 https://pin.it/4cwdH40

[bluryyyblu]

[bluryyyblu]

maybe i do deserve to be alone and not loved by anyone but my miseries.

[remanence-of-love]

[bluryyyblu]

if you think anyone is going to be there for you? Nah. It’s you and you only.

[petaltexturedskies]

Ingeborg Bachmann, from "Eyes to Wonder" in Three Paths to the Lake

[dailykafka]

— March 18, 1922 / Franz Kafka diaries

[feral-ballad]

Carrie Fountain, from Burn Lake; “Burn Lake 4”

[unchildhood]

ANAÏS NIN

from a diary entry featured in The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4: 1944-1947

original photos and edit

[dailykafka]

[bluryyyblu]

Now i believe when people say - everyone changes. It’s so true. I want to go slap my past self for thinking you wouldn’t change. Fuck it. 

[bluryyyblu]

why is it that as we grow up we meet a lot of people, make new friends, acquaintances but have no one to talk to?

[bluryyyblu]

i am not hiding

i cant be seen

Art? Madness?

artist? a girl in her 20’s

[bluryyyblu]

what was i made for?

do u ever question yourself? Your own being? Your existence? The things that matter? The feelings u have ? Emotions? Persona? Life? Characters? Survival? Burial? Death? bones? Ash? sin? I do. Have i solved anything? No. Do i want to? Maybe. will i?

[deadpoet-skull]

saturday nights are made for questioning why that person stabbed you in the back two years ago

[bluryyyblu]

i again feel the same ,

i again feel the pain,

i am again painting the same canvas.

[bearwithh]

[bluryyyblu]

this is me trying.

[feral-ballad]

Maria Isabel Barreno, Maria Teresa Horta, and Maria Velho da Costa, tr. by Helen R. Lane, from The Three Marias: New Portuguese Letters; “Fátima”