A Bug’s Life, 1998
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@dranamichelle
A Bug’s Life, 1998
mom can you come get me things are getting bad again and i feel every insult like a sharp tooth and i feel my dreams rotting under my fingernails and i feel too much all the time or else i feel nothing at all and it doesn’t seem to matter if i drink and dance and party or if i stay at home curled up to study
mom are you sure when i was born i was a person and not just a vortex. always hungry. always swallowing. no matter how much goes in me i always end up empty.
if i don’t die in my 20′s what the hell AM i going to do
Going through my bf’s notes… We went through some times man… These are cute tho
ZENDAYA COLEMAN as RUE BENNETT EUPHORIA: TROUBLE DON’T LAST ALWAYS
I feel like this muted sadness. It’s like I feel numb but with an underlying sadness. The numbness makes me restless and I keep trying to do things to fill me but everything just kind of gets sucked into this void of disinterest. I’ve been saying for weeks that I just need someone to vent to but in person… I just don’t know a single person I’d be comfortable doing that with. This is a busy month, next month I think will be the deciding month.
Side by side. A poem from my poetry book LOVE AS THE STARS WENT OUT - available WORLDWIDE on Amazon!!
“I wanted to write down exactly what I felt but somehow the paper stayed empty … And I could not have described it any better.”
— Unknown
Dear Milena,
I wish the world were ending tomorrow. Then I could take the next train, arrive at your doorstep in Vienna, and say: “Come with me, Milena. We are going to love each other without scruples or fear or restraint. Because the world is ending tomorrow.” Perhaps we don’t love unreasonably because we think we have time, or have to reckon with time. But what if we don't have time? Or what if time, as we know it, is irrelevant? Ah, if only the world were ending tomorrow. We could help each other very much.
― Franz Kafka
okay I'm normal now I promise let me out of the cage please
Me in the mental ward lmao