Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma

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Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma
Tell me when you get bored. A story about doses. [x]
Kaveh Akbar, from “Personal Inventory: Fearless (Temporis Fila)”, Calling a Wolf a Wolf
I WANT YOU TO BE MINE. SELFISHLY, THOUGHTLESSLY, MINE
@vaitiolo ; // “Orpheus and Eurydice”, by Virgil; // H.G. Wells, from a letter to Rebecca West (w. April, 1913); // “No, I don’t miss the dissipated night’s”, by Alexander Pushkin (tr. by D.M. Thomas) (1832); // “Blue is the Warmest Color”, by Ghalia Lacroix (2013); // “The Voyage Out”, by Virginia Woolf (1915); // Virgina Woolf; // “Soft Human”, by Emery Allen (2019)
so. bad news. we have to keep going tomorrow. good news is that I’ll keep going with you
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pixel art stamp concepts!~
Hi, I'm here again, with more butch art
you're allowed to be held.
I'll Eat You Up, I Love You So
The Embrace II, Ron Hicks | Henry and June: From “A Journal of Love,” The Unexpurgated Diary (1931-1932) of Anaïs Nin, Henry Miller (@theoptia) | the night belongs to lovers, Ilaria Ratti | Dark. Sweet.: New & Selected Poems, Linda Hogan (@feral-ballad) | Intimacy, Angelica Alzona | Shame is an Ocean I Swim Across, Mary Lambert (@synbeam) | The Kiss, Edvard Munch | Summer Morn in New Hampshire, Claude McKay
I really liked when I had this idea, and then I was crying because the butch's face reminded my ex's, so I started hating it...
Anyways, I hope someone can get happiness out of my suffering!
Yoshitaka Amano: Poem Series (2000)
the joy of realizing someone is a similar type of freak as you
butch taking shirt off 🙏