C.G. Jung, from Memories, Dreams, Reflections

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C.G. Jung, from Memories, Dreams, Reflections
Sometimes you really gotta decide for yourself it's the last time the universe gonna teach you that same lesson
wanting is deeply humiliating so ive decided that i dont need anything ever again
During another party, late in the evening, Shirley startled Claude Fredericks by showing him a human skull, which she said had belonged to a doctor. The top of the cranium had been sawed off and reattached with hinges; Shirley opened and closed it as if it were a cigarette box. She tried to hang her commedia dell'arte mask on the skull, but the mask wouldn't stay put. "She began to speak to it as if it were a child, as if the skull were the ghost," Fredericks later remembered." "What, you don't want it on, it hurts your eyes, you're tired of it on?' she asked the creature.. There was something unpleasant and ghostly there in the dark, something obscene as she gently, tenderly, almost reverently put the skull back in its place on the shelf.
- Shirley Jackson: A Rather Haunted Life, Ruth Franklin
I am going to kill (remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health) my whole family by putting arsenic in the sugar bowl
no i don’t hold onto resentment ever. Hope they die though however
basically i have to stay silly bc the other option is death
me and the persistent phantom guilt that clings to my aura like wet laundry
hey can you come over and surgically remove this heavy, aching rot from my heart? we can watch a movie afterwards
When someone tells me I look tired I don't get offended I'm like thank you for noticing my anguish
#myanguish
yeah i’m ok ….. it’s just [recurring thought i’ve had since 2014]
up at 3am googling how do i break out of a repetitive cycle that both comforts and harms me
jacking off to abstract concepts like empathy and kindness
WRONG. jerking off to the haunting of hill house by shirley jackson
today's mood