Everyday a new scene

Breaking down life moments into scenes

[thekidsarentalright]

stuck in the permafrost, stuck in the permafrost...

[istillhaventfigureditout]

For the longest time I’ve been feeling like something is up. I wake every morning almost peeing myself, wanting to puke my guts out for some reason.

There’s a constant pressure in my chest as if some giant was holding me so tightly in their palm that my extremities burst out through his fingers swollen, red and sore.

[istillhaventfigureditout]

Ok. After two years I’m back.

I have been using an actual journal for therapy for a while but sometimes I get inspired once I’m tucked in bed and I don’t wanna have to start pouring my brain in the keyboard without a proper intro.

Here you go, the troubles and turbulences I’ve been facing.

[yousaveeveryonebutwhosavesyou]

[istillhaventfigureditout]

Sometimes I feel like I can’t quite finish a happy moment.

It is always broken by a small accident, or bad news, and there’s a shift of moods, where one of the people involved is just so far away from the inicial moment of happiness, that everyone else feels the joy flee through the air.

[istillhaventfigureditout]

He makes me feel so hollow, hollow

Like an empty whine bottle after a celebration.

Like the howling of the wolf in a pale moonlight

He makes me feel so hollow

And I used to be so full

Full of ignorance, love and bliss

Now I’m hollow hollow hollow

[amortizing]

“‘I still love the people I’ve loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them.”

— Uma Thurman (via amargedom)

[wnq-writers]

“To have her here in bed with me, breathing on me, her hair in my mouth — I count that something of a miracle.”

— Henry Miller

[wnq-writers]

“But with myself, I am deeply, profoundly and unconditionally enough.”

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