the bus is never going to come because im a bad person
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the bus is never going to come because im a bad person
What’s happening to me? I’ll never understand but there must be someone who understands. And it’s inside myself that I must create that someone who will understand.
Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H.
me: (dies)
17th century lady ghost in my room that i can suddenly see now: oh hey
me, a ghost: aw fuck
her: yeah
me: so its ghosts? its ghosts?
her: yeah its ghosts
me: is there a heaven i can reach or–
her: its just ghosts
I'm like if a missing person was literally right there
i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever
i just need to have more rules for myself. more rules and limits. surely that will help me
Old writers used to be like ohhhh geeee i hope no one finds my private letters. ohhhhh my little letters they’re so beautifully written and personal i hope no one gets a hold of my big stack of personal letters ouhhh
I'm normal in a lot of ways (enjoy bread, etc)
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