I wish I could talk to you it’s probably not a good idea. I would most likely be a trigger
Still lost
my hair is longer.
I’m a teacher now

Kiana Khansmith
Claire Keane

Love Begins
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Xuebing Du
Misplaced Lens Cap
we're not kids anymore.

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
trying on a metaphor
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
One Nice Bug Per Day
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@oh-apathy
I wish I could talk to you it’s probably not a good idea. I would most likely be a trigger
Still lost
my hair is longer.
I’m a teacher now
Lost
Hi
Franny Choi, from Soft Science; “Shokushu goukan for the cyborg soul”
[Text ID: “I am / just trying to sleep. To feed. To fill / myself and grow larger from it. / Or: I am only trying to slither back / into my first skin. / Or: I am only trying to remember how it felt not to leak.”]
Nayyirah Waheed, from Nejma
[Text ID: “all the women. / in me. / are tired.”]
Aria Aber, from Hard Damage; “Rilke and I”
[Text ID: “Whether you want it or not, in you sleeps a woman of war,”]
My hair is longer now I look like my indigenous ancestors
slip slidin' away.
redbeanbaby
When you’re too tired to cry so you just lay on the floor eating hot Cheetos and scroll through TikTok
I’m a mom, student, wife, employee
But I just want to feel like me again. I don’t know who I am
I’m gaining weight and breaking out. My clothes are too tight or too big nothing fits right. I can’t write like I used to my lack of motivation is killing me. First world problems lol
My dad laughs at me and asks if I have ever actually struggled in life.
“And you could hurt me but you wouldn’t know what to say.”
I feel explosive…
I’m tired and I need sleep.
I’m so anxious all the time and I don’t know how to calm myself down. I should probably sleep
Te voy a comer como un perro salvaje
Wishing myself a very dark academia move as I change houses for the 7th time since coming to med school feat. my usual desk set up
Dulce María Loynaz, tr. by James O’Connor, from Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems
[Text ID: “I am not I. I am barely my own shadow.”]