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Il dolore è come il freddo: quando ti penetra nelle ossa continui a sentirlo, anche se ormai è passato.

atque inter mortisque metus et taedia vitae

-Metamorphosis, Ovidio, X, vv. 481

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

— Haruki Murakami

a volte mi sento talmente tanto in colpa che vorrei smettere di respirare, per il disgusto che ho di me

#senso di colpa #dolore #respirare #depression era

konoko

actually, most of the time i’m not horny at all. i just want to feel something more than sadness. i want to feel needed, wanted (at least in a sexual way)

that somehow fills my existential void. at least, for a while before falling into the abyss again

konoko

i want to do new things i want to try new things i want to improve my life in some way but i feel like i’m a prisoner in my own room i also don’t know where to start, or even what to do i feel that i will fail no matter what i do i’m afraid, why do i have to be so useless? i wish that my body didn’t feel so tired all the time i wish my brain would stop trying to ruin me. i hate it when my brain reminds me of the shit i am i wish my head wouldn’t stop me from making friends i wish i could leave my room - いや

sono disgustosamente infelice

non voglio farti stare male, ma a volte quando sei felice ed io no vorrei farti soffrire per farti stare come sto io. Mi sembro un mostro