― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

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@gapsofsunl1ght
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
I have learnt to question everything, to ve vary of everything. I hate that. about time though, i guess.
fuck you fuck you fuck you. if by *some* chance you're reading this, well : fuck you.
the trick is to play your music louder than your thoughts
fuck my life. mera hi dimaagh khraab hai. why the fuck.
i forgive you. if not now, then i will someday, wholly. however, i cannot and will not utter a word. we cant go through it again, despite despite.
funny. I stuck to my word by never saying another word.
you have to listen to loud music . it scares the evil creatures from your head
☆☆:☆☆
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the whir of the fan in an /almost/ summer day. i sit and crochet while she sits and paints her ladybug/strawberry rocks. the smashing pumpkins play in the background. an oddly endearing spot in time <3
i have always said this and I'll say it again: if i was an artist I would've painted my dreams. writing about them isn't it. the colors, the familiarity, the merging in of scenes. or maybe just the feeling, when you forget the whole thing yet a distinct essence of it remains.
didn't even give the night a chance. man.
funny how a misspelling on spotify ended up w me listening to upbeat morgan wallen songs. hah. we'll take that, universe.
ykw, fuck it. selfish tou ban hi gai hoon, now I'm going to be a very very funny person too.
didn't even give the night a chance. man.
the blue depression turtle, regardless of its name always sows hope in a weird, absurd way. being ridiculous for a while might as well make life a little more fun. perhaps forgiving too.
"as long as you dont die from it, there is always instruction in disaster"
"i don't know a greater freedom than taking a sad, bitter, nasty emotion like contempt, like grief, like terrible fear that by its nature makes you feel isolated, then trying to transform it into a story or narrative. and as a result, finding out that everyone else is usually dealing with the same stuff"
the blue depression turtle, regardless of its name always sows hope in a weird, absurd way. being ridiculous for a while might as well make life a little more fun. perhaps forgiving too.
"as long as you dont die from it, there is always instruction in disaster"
the blue depression turtle, regardless of its name always sows hope in a weird, absurd way. being ridiculous for a while might as well make life a little more fun. perhaps forgiving too.
spent the whole day downloading songs and psp games today. tomorrow, we shall crochet.