ink-black sky

I remember places I've never been. nostalgia, traumacore, liminal spaces, etc. (the Inkwell System)

[n035]

[weltenwellen]

Mary Oliver, from “Dogfish”, Dream Work

[wedoitforcocaine]

[innerworld-musings]

pieces

fragments and pieces. that's all i am.

pottery shards of a person.

sometimes i am bruised knuckles and a fine plaster dust.

sometimes i hide under a table from eyes that no one else can see.

sometimes i am nothing, and i watch the endless expanse of the white ceiling above my bed, and wish to fade away.

[catcrumb]

[electricraccoonincident-deactiv]

– Marie Howe, “The Promise”

[traumaseraph]

Truisms of the Self //

[innerworld-musings]

thanks dad, i wear the label proudly now :)

[innerworld-musings]

i dont know what i want

(edit and poem by the Inkwell System)

[vilevil]

[chapelbaby-deactivated20180919]

[dreamierotbabie]

why

(not my photo)

[innerworld-musings]

it was always easier to say yes

(edit by the Inkwell System)

[innerworld-musings]

lead me to the water

(edit by the Inkwell System)

[innerworld-musings]

why do I break everything I touch

(edit by the Inkwell System)

[innerworld-musings]

don't make me look

(edit by the Inkwell System)

[n0stalgiacore]

::((((