and will you never cut the cloth, or drink the light to be? and can you never swear a year, to any one of we?
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and will you never cut the cloth, or drink the light to be? and can you never swear a year, to any one of we?
i hate my fucking job and im so tired and exhausted and i dont fit in anywhere what is it all even for dude
what the fuck makes me like this?
“I feel very small. I don’t understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.”
— Anaïs Nin, Nearer the Moon: The Previously Unpublished Unexpurgated Diary, 1937-1939
i hate when i feel like this
i fucking hate myself i hate everything about me
Joe Keery Pavements
currently allowing myself the decadent indulgence of believing wholeheartedly in my ability to survive this.
I’m going to live and it’s going to be horrible and awful and wonderful and painful and joyous and like going across monkey bars with a sprained wrist and like drinking a glass of freshly made orange juice and difficult and so damn long. but I’m going to and I’m going to and then I’m going to wake up and survive it all again.
sitting at my desk crying applying to jobs lmfao i’m so fucking pathetic i hate myself!!
love finds you in the middle of a field
There were times I was kind when I should have been cruel and times I was cruel when I should have been kind.
looking at my texts to my dead best friend and it just really broke my heart when they went green
of yourself + others
London at Christmas half a century ago. This is Oxford Street in 1962. Not all night shots on slow film are successful but this one works.
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how do i stop feeling worthless for not exercising