I physically can not fight any longer. I'm too drained to fight anyone or anything. please just leave me alone, don't waste your time on me..
-@suicidesson
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I physically can not fight any longer. I'm too drained to fight anyone or anything. please just leave me alone, don't waste your time on me..
-@suicidesson
Self care is washing your hair after you cry your eyes out in the shower.
Grow up with me. Let’s run in fields and fear the dark together. Fall of swings, and burn special things, and both play outside in bad weather. Let’s eat badly. Let’s watch adults drink wine and laugh at their idiocy. Let’s sit in the back of the car, making eye contact with strangers driving past, making them uncomfortable. Not caring. Not swearing. Don’t fuck. Let’s both reclaim our superpowers; the ones we all have and lose with our milk teeth. The ability not to fear social awkwardness. To panic when locked in the cellar; still sure there’s something down there. And while picking from pillows each feather, let’s both stay away from the edge of the bed, forcing us closer together. Let’s sit in public, with ice cream all over both our faces; sticking our tongues out at passers by. Let’s cry. Let’s swim. Let’s everything. Let’s not find it funny lest someone falls over. Classical music is boring. Poetry baffles us both; there’s nothing that’s said is what’s meant. Plays are long, tiresom, sullend, and filled; with hours that could be spent rolling down hills, and grazing our knees on cement. Let’s hear stories and both lose our inocence. Learn about parents and forgiveness, death and morality, kindness and art, thus losing both of our innocent hearts, but at least we won’t do it apart. Grow up with me.
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“Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? Everyone loves strength, but do you love me for my weakness? That is the real test.”
— Alain de Botton, Essays in Love (via books-n-quotes)
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I find them beautiful, I find everything beautiful, maybe it’s my nature or it’s only today, but today it is.
Günter Eich, tr. by Stuard Friebert, from Selected Poems; “Carstensen,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
Keep your flowers close.
Katya Valera photographed by Kristina Shakht & styled by Nika Zvereva for Flanelle Magazine.
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