Remembrance & Resemblance @spiralsofmemory - Tumblr Blog

"I wanted to be physically erased and start over again. I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to be there. I guess I wanted to be nowhere, I wanted to listen to my brain talk inside of nothingness. I wanted to be untouchable and have no need."

– Close to the Knives: A Memoir of Disintegration, Book by "David Wojnarowicz"

You coped with the amputation and now you're dying of papercuts.

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No exaggeration but theeeee most critical lesson I learned in my 20s was letting go when it was time. It’s so cliche but it’s so true. I used to hold on so venomously to people, put on a tap dance for their approval, force relationships to last past their expiration date, carry the heavy lifting for reaching out because I didn’t want to feel “passive.” But when someone doesn’t want your effort it’s not about passivity. It’s literally about self respect, not wasting your time, and gravitating only to people who have your best interest in mind and celebrate you. I’ve met so many older people who don’t know how to let go and it truly scares me that this could easily be me. It’s better to develop this skill early than it is to spend an entire lifetime begging for love and belonging.

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A time to rend and a time to sew... That is the question!

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Kashmir 2026

#kashmir #sunset #life #nature #poetry #solitude #dusk

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Mt. Rainier National Park - Author: BathroomSoggy8855

Kashmir, 2026

#kashmir #sunset #trees #life #poetry #nature

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Dal Lake, Kashmir

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It's so nice being on tumblr because you don't even have to make your own post but people would still follow you anyways if you're good at rebloging posts they like

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- Fernando Pessoa - The Book of Disquiet

sleepysera

"'I have led a toothless life,' he thought. 'A toothless life. I have never bitten into anything. I was waiting. I was reserving myself for later on--and I have just noticed that my teeth have gone. What's to be done?'"

-Jean-Paul Sartre, The Age of Reason (1945)