i have suffered less than christ but have complained way more abt it
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i have suffered less than christ but have complained way more abt it
they should invent a body that feels normal to be inside of
there used to be things to watch on youtube
having unwashed hair will have you believing shit like i can’t be saved
[very clearly indulging the urge] im fighting the urge
there is so much content about changing your life or becoming and it’s like whatever man you’re missing what’s right in front of you. Imperfection is forever.
does anyone know what we are supposed to want
Harold Weston, Hidden Springs, 1964 oil on canvas Richard F. Brush Art Gallery at St. Lawrence University
it has been so easy for me to isolate and become the center of my own universe in ways that are harmful. constantly thinking about myself — my body, my appearance, my failings, my shortcomings, my broken heart, etc. has made me forget that there is a whole world out there beyond all of this. there are important things happening that I am missing because I am stuck in constant state of self examination like two mirrors facing one another. I want to feel like a small part of the universe again + I want to experience things that make me feel alive again. I think i’m ready.
i was abandoned as a baby & raised by a wild pack of cigarettes
A not admitting of the wound (1188) by Emily Dickinson
summer
1. make a syllabus for yourself - books, media, places, recipes
2. complete 40% of it
3. eat every fruit u can
in a way i am my own dead wife
I told my beautiful friend today that “When you feel misunderstood then you must commit yourself to understanding others” this is the remedy. This is the medicine.