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[shaking myself by the shoulders] i will get better. i will continue. i have no goddamn choice
The human brain is not designed to look at “one year ago” memories
really truly genuinely literally me
everyone more pretentious than me is an insufferable poseur and everyone less pretentious than me is a clueless philistine
Love from me on this kind of sad sky-blue sun-struck snow day. . .
— Anne Sexton to Anne Clarke
I love you today with a special kind of wide, sunny love. . .
— Vladimir Nabokov to Véra Nabokov
Tho I long for the actual sunlight contact between us I miss you like a home. Shine back honey & think of me.
— Allen Ginsberg to Peter Orlovsky
Write for a long time, send a little of yourself to this city waiting for you, stay turned toward me, love me. . . and, if you’re feeling depressed, forgive me for being so alive this morning. But the sun and you. . .
— Albert Camus to Maria Casarès
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how long do i need to go outside for to fix my mental health. will 5 minutes do it. please say yes
can someone fucking linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. can someone fucking forget their scarf in my life & come back later for it. please
staying over at your parents is like. wow I’ve spent some of the worst times of my life here feeling trapped and alone. I’m so glad I don’t live here anymore. I’m so sad I’ll never live in the same house as my siblings ever again. I miss being a child. I miss living with my family. or maybe I miss the concept of a happy family. the idea of something I never truly had. I’ve cried in this bed so many times. things have changed so much. I feel the ghosts of my younger selves in this room still. it’s good to be home.
I'm like if a chill girl had the need to control everything around her
the phrases "kill myself" "kill yourself" "let's kill ourselves" are sacred because brands cannot use them. holy in the literal sense
so fucked up that i have to take care of my body everyday. what if sometimes i feel sad about the maintenance
I am reasonably fun to hang out with and my company is enjoyed by well over 10 people worldwide
being aware that your behavior is shaped by childhood experiences is so cringe every time i notice it im like ooo look at her can't even get over what someone told him when she was 7. grow up
loudly going "YOU'RE GOOD YOU'RE GOOD" to myself to ward off the memory of every embarrassing thing i've ever done