Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Howl”

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Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Howl”
something genuinely insane about going somewhere and getting to feel “i had some of the worst years of my life here” and “i was loved here, once” simultaneously.
i wish i was easier to love
u.k / u.k / yves olade / japanese breakfast / ross gay / u.k / u.k / u.k
— David Foster Wallace
Andrea Gibson, The Madness Vase
I think I was just born with something dark and ugly inside of me. Always waiting to be found out.
planetarium - adrienne rich/@twoheadedfawnn/ugly, bitter, and true - suzanne rivecca/a burning hill - mitski/a hora da estrela- clarice lispector/ @100493503004422/sharp objects - gillian flynn
The sexual tension between a girl and not feeling real every time her birthday comes around
the ache of nostalgia
Ada Limón, from "To the Busted Among Us", Sharks in the Rivers
sorry about my constant depressive episodes. its just that i have issues and also problems
Bruce Springsteen, Born to Run
i don't know man, i just wish that we could [suddenly realising i'm coming dangerously close to expressing a real and earnest thought instead of filtering everything through several layers of intangible running bits] blow up the entire world. or something.
laying in bed like a wounded animal because i haven’t gotten enough attention
I’m going to unlearn shame *bursts into tears and beats my head against a brick wall*
sorry for being annoying i could kill myself right in front of you if you want
does anyone know if we have the shame spiral tomorrow