I wrote a letter to you almost a decade ago. I forgot about it until I reread our texts. What does it say?
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@hemorrhaging-trauma
I wrote a letter to you almost a decade ago. I forgot about it until I reread our texts. What does it say?
Do you ever think of me?
The thought of people knowing anything about me is terrifying.
I am trapped in memories lately.
im getting scared again
im too much and not enough at the same time
it’s not even a fear of abandonment anymore, it’s anticipated. it’s practically backed by science with the amount of times it’s happened.
“Some days, I feel everything at once. Other days, I feeling nothing at all. I don’t know what’s worse: drowning beneath the waves or dying from the thirst.”
— o.m
“I learned not to trust people; I learned not to believe what they say but to watch what they do. I learned to suspect that everyone is capable of living a lie. I came to believe that other people - even when you think you know them well - are ultimately unknowable.”
— Lynn Barber
Anxiety is so wack, How Can something in my brain make my stomach hurt like I’m dying and make it so hard to breathe my lungs hurt too
i am going to love myself i am going to live and keep trying to get a good life i am going to take care of myself i am going to do something that makes me happy i am going to keep fighting i am going to exist and there is nothing they can do about it
i've died years ago, now i'm just a shell of myself
(alone after sunset on a sunday) Does anyone love me
real men - mitski // roberto ferri // deer on the side of an american highway - devin kelly // preliminary study for the kiss - edvard munch // the islands, 1961 - victoria chang // roberto ferri // stigmata: escaping texts - hélène cixous // de lijken van de gebroeders De Witt - jan de baen // punished body - silas denver melvin, @sweatermuppet