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this one goes out to me<3
on identity
ojibwe / noah kahan / richard siken / unknown / elliott smith / oamisoa / cameron awkward-rich
so soft it hurts
Cover illustration for Vladimir Nabokov’s Despair,1969(edit)
something that’s really painful and isolating too is that because everyone was so hesitant and concerned about us, i feel like i can’t talk to anyone about it or tell anyone anything really. and that feels so lonely and also dangerous. but i know they’re all still watching like hawks and i can tell the people closest to me are starting to be wary and concerned and know something is going on. but i just keep blaming it on quitting cigarettes. i don’t think anyone is buying it. i feel very alone. and very untouched. i don’t think it’s supposed to be this way.
i feel uncomfortably alone
because i feel very unknown
and the one who does know me
doesn’t care enough to show up for me
must this life always be so lonely?
my desires are split in too many directions that i cannot bring together and i feel battered and torn and alone and i don’t really know who i am. i’m not sure i ever have.
Yeah now we've entered the back pain stage
Madison Julius Cawein, “In The Wood”
Forrest Gander, Mojave Ghost
Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
will you?
January 15, 1926 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]
seeking, yearning, reaching hands
I am good. I am loved.
Alejandra Pizarnik, from 'Continuity', Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972