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— Mary Lambert
something im tryna unlearn
On Self Isolation, and the fear of being vulnerable
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being yours was one of those things i knew would become a sore spot, a faded polaroid. i lived it with these roses in my mouth and rabbits kicking against my heart and a wild aching passion. i lived it raw, saw only sunrises, bathed in galaxies, drank up rivers. and i lived it knowing - here you were, but for how long? here you were, but one day, you and i and this mountain of our love: it would all be gone.
so tired of never being enough or being entirely too much for someone
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
[text ID: I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?]
i hate to do this but i literally only have $1.15 in my account and desperately need help, for the past two year, since the beginning of the pandemic i have been struggling to escape and divorce my abusive spouse and he ended up stealing and hiding all my money, clothes, and feminine products and since then i have been working day and night to just barely scrape by, but this month i have fallen short and don’t have any money leftover to even get me water (that i have to buy bottled because tap isn’t safe where i live)…anyways…what im asking is if you possible have any change to spare please consider helping me by donating to my cashapp $saturniang0th
i honestly don’t want to have to post pics of the abuse ive endured to receive help, but if i have to i will…so please spare me the humiliation and help if you can…thank you so much, im so sorry i have to ask.
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i hate to do this but i literally only have $1.15 in my account and desperately need help, for the past two year, since the beginning of the pandemic i have been struggling to escape and divorce my abusive spouse and he ended up stealing and hiding all my money, clothes, and feminine products and since then i have been working day and night to just barely scrape by, but this month i have fallen short and don’t have any money leftover to even get me water (that i have to buy bottled because tap isn’t safe where i live)…anyways…what im asking is if you possible have any change to spare please consider helping me by donating to my cashapp $saturniang0th
i honestly don’t want to have to post pics of the abuse ive endured to receive help, but if i have to i will…so please spare me the humiliation and help if you can…thank you so much, im so sorry i have to ask.
Franz Wright, from God's Silence; "Father Roger Goes for a Walk"
[Text ID: It's the last day of somebody's childhood. / And every day I'll try / to do one thing I like, / in memory of being happy.]
it kills me inside everyday that my inner-child has always only wanted to be loved, understood, and cared for, but hasn’t gotten the chance to feel that at all from anyone or anything. is it truly too much to ask for? to be loved? is it? i genuinely don’t know at this point.