luka @feastoftongues - Tumblr Blog

criticizing my parents for something i'm not much better at like well clearly the apple doesn't fall from the tree but who better to criticize the tree than the apple

aspergilloma

It sounds kinda dramatic but I think psychosis (particularly schizophrenia) is often socially regarded as a form of death. Psychotics aren't seen as real, living people so much as ghosts or fragments of our sane selves.

wetdirtguy

Me spending time with people: joy abounds, we are all connected and there is hope!

Me 1 day later: I need to be left alone to gather the pieces of Me together

Me 2 days later: there is something very rotten at my core and I will almost certainly die unloved

antigonick

“There’s how I don’t answer the phone, and how I sometimes like to lie down on the floor in the kitchen and pretend I’m not home when people knock. There’s daytime silent when I stare, and a nighttime silent when I do things. There’s shower silent and bath silent and […] car silent and then there’s the silence that comes back, a million times bigger than me, sneaks into my bones and wails and wails and wails until I can’t be quiet anymore. That’s how this machine works.”

— Ada Limón, excerpt of “The Quiet Machine”, in Bright Dead Things