“I would split open my heart with a knife, place you within and seal my wound, that you might dwell there and never inhabit another...”
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@proofofexistence
“I would split open my heart with a knife, place you within and seal my wound, that you might dwell there and never inhabit another...”
wesson, MS
goodbye to a snowflake of kindness and pity watch it melt
my own memories both incredible or horrific will kill me if i don’t let them pass through. dear memories please find your way to the surface of my heart. Amen
2021
there’s something that resides in me its so far away feeling that i can’t find but i know it lives inside.. how
2021x sharing something w u
aurora
i got baptized for the first time today🤍
i’m so tired of being controlled by fear
i still don’t know why i’m alive or why i know the people that i do, or seen the places i’ve seen
i kinda recently learned that life is actually this pendulum and i guess the fixed point would be myself, or maybe it would be whatever i call home
i hate that i have let myself be turned upside down so many times let my heart be damaged so many times it’s why i can’t handle anything anymore
i feel like i used to be so much tougher
it all makes sense but it hurts so much
the way the light and the dark can’t exist without one another and the way death is inevitable
the sinking in my chest when i think about how much i miss certain stuff, the way i am uncomfortable in my clothes no matter how masculine or femenine
the warmth of your face on my arm when i havnt felt it in so long, the quietest i’ve ever heard you speak saying you missed me a lot
i wish for once that i could know the right thing to do
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night walk #enjoyerer
you can’t smoke or drink or fuck away the pain, the smell of their hair when it’s wet will always revive the time when everything was fresh and easy. all the clothes in the closed box still smell like my old house, i can’t open it.