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“went through hell and back” well maybe I’m built different because I can’t relate. on account of still being there
what they don’t tell you is that it lives inside you until you let it out
when i get more active on tumblr thats how you know im getting insane again
ran out of things to run to or away from. what now
I love when desire leads to disappointment. It’s a classic
sorry for the mixed signals I don’t know what I want or what I’m doing mostly
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clap if you're a black hole of a person and have never been satisfied
all that and i havent killed myself yet i must really love this stupid fucking life
a lot of your suffering comes from treating your nature like a problem to manage instead of a design to understand
you think that you're so alone in the world then you read literature from hundreds of years ago and you realize that other people have always felt this way
do it.
realizing nothing can fill my void other than doing everything i said i would do for myself
fatima aamer bilal, except from all hunger is, is love.
[text id: it was inevitable. // you could have marched towards me, parading your teeth like hands, tearing all the meaningless flesh apart, turning my ribs inside, and taking a bite out of my heart—// and i would have done nothing, not when i couldn’t look past your eyes. // so warm. even the sun yearns to bask in them. // sick. sick. sick. how i would have waited for you to take another bite. then another. another. devour me whole. all hunger is, is love.]