Sick of everything and everyone

Product Placement

if i look back, i am lost

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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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@submerged-in-maddness
Sick of everything and everyone
I'm someone you need but you never noticed. Maybe you won't ever notice till I'm completely gone...
Stranded
I wish someone would pull me out of the tunnel I am in.
Can someone just erase all the memories i have?
I swear im trying
“The very reason I write is so that I might not sleepwalk through my entire life.”
— Zadie Smith
It's official, the hurt and pain we felt back then is close to gone. Goodbye to our memories of beautiful saddness.
I don’t know why the memories grow while I shrink. I don’t remember what I wanted to say. I don’t want to say what I remember.
Dunya Mikhail, from ‘Buzz’, The War Works Hard (trans. Elizabeth Winslow)
I think you held on to me better than I could ever hold on to you...
If quantum mechanics is real and there really are multiple dimensions existing at the same time, then I hope the other version of myself is living the life she wanted, not the life her parents forced on to her. I hope she isn't leaving regret in between the steps of her life the same way I am...
What if this virus isn't temporary???
What if there is no answer but to live in constant fear?
This is not female privilege, this is survival of the prettiest. We are playing the first game we learned how to.
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak (via buttonpoetry)