I thought moving home would be less lonely. It’s just lonely in a different way.

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I thought moving home would be less lonely. It’s just lonely in a different way.
Outrun Youth aka Victor Sillue (Norwegian, b. Bergen, Norway, based Hamburg, Germany) - Escape, 2023, Digital Art
I’m back from my menty b.
I’m just going to start posting my meme collection here maybe it’ll help clear my phone storage out. I can’t use this space as a place to vent anymore because my phone isn’t private.
What’s going on?
I need to learn boundaries.
is mine an evil heart?
— Joey de Jesus, from "Ancha (Redux)," published in Roadmap
Are you ok?
No I’m not
when sylvia plath said “being born a woman is my awful tragedy. from the moment i was conceived i was doomed to sprout breasts and ovaries rather than penis and scrotum; to have my whole circle of action, thought and feeling rigidly circumscribed by my inescapable feminity. yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars - to be a part of scene, anonomous, listening, recording - all is spoiled by the fact that i am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. my consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. yet, god, i want to talk to everybody i can as deeply as i can. i want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night“
Sometimes you gotta pray to the stupid fucking god you don’t stupid fucking believe in because why can’t this imaginary friend take my pain away too. I have too much of it I need to lay it down somewhere.
Everything hurts again
It really sucks to suck
Sadness crept in and unpacked its bags like a weary traveler.
The Hanged Man. Art by Nicolas Bruno, from The Somnia Tarot.
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When he tells you a day in advance he didn’t get you anything for your birthday so you won’t be disappointed the day of. lol. Cute.
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Clarice Lispector, tr. by Ronald W. Sousa, The Passion According to G.H.
[text: I waited for the strange feeling to pass,]