i just wish someone told me
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@simply-arie
i just wish someone told me
{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz from diagnosis,The glimmering room}
this is how i disappear (2006) // adel abdessemed: forbidden colours (2018)
Me: *Has a couple good days*
Me: *Convinces myself that I've somehow faked years of depression*
My dream for this year is to be dead……I don’t care how, just dead
(x)
home is the first grave
@filmnoirsbian x // catherine lacey // chen chen // silas denver melvin // aloha from hell, richard kadrey // courtney love prays to oregon // @heavensghost // st. lucy’s home for girl’s raised by wolves // x // taylor swift’s “my tears ricochet” // this post @ceemetery
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Resmaa Menakem, My Grandmother’s Hands: Racialized Trauma and the Pathway to Mending Our Hearts and Bodies
on dissociation from the self
fernando pessoa, the book of disquiet// clementine von radics // francine pascal // morne venter, the happening // catherynne m valente, the orphan's tales: in the night garden
There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.
Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
““If you can love the wrong one so much, just imagine how much you can love the right one.” - Brandon Stanton”
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