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Nobody is coming to pick up my pieces. That kind of love does not exist. No one will check to see if I am alright, no one will notice the difference. The hallow of my eyes will remain something only I can see. I am not even strong enough to be there for myself.
I think I am too tired now. I should go.
DEAD POET SOCIETY (1989) dir. Peter Weir
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the fun thing about having a mental health crashout in your thirties is that sure yeah you're crashing out, but at the same time there's a part of you standing across the room smoking ben affleck style, going yeah yeah you're crashing out. you crashed out before you will crash out again can we wrap this up yet. and the most annoying part about it is that they're right, and that that does Not stop you from crashing out even a little. love and light on planet earth.
I wish nothing more than for my body to look like a body, and not some monstrosity of every imperfection known to man kind. It's a wonder at all how you've withstood my touch, and not a surprise as to why yours does not so easily or often find its way to me of its own accord.
KIKI'S DELIVERY SERVICE 魔女の宅急便 1989, dir. Hayao Miyazaki
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I don't think that love exists, least of all for me.
Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959