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WAKE UP BABE GREYWAREN COVER REVEAL DROPPED
there's this thing where you can't say certain words or phrases or breathe a certain way or touch something for too long or nudge the book that's been collecting dust on your bedside for two years because anything and everything could turn the world against you
i can't sleep at night because my breathing doesn’t feel right and the prayer i said five times in row doesn’t feel right so i have to get up open the door turn the lights on retrace my steps until my feet start aching from how bad i need it all to make sense to fall into place to not hurt the people i care about because guilt makes your heart sink like stone and i still haven't learned how to swim
fox reads me poetry until fox is all i think about until the world isn't so scary and the static in my brain is quiet i tell fox good night i say i love you but it's rarely there so i say it again over and over because repetition speaks things into existence until it piles up on top of each other until i can gather it all in my hand and squish it together like putty and use it to close up everywhere the hurt is leaking through
exposure therapy sucks. it's not that i can't touch door knobs or cross the threshold or have to wash my hands so many times or that i have to click the lock and turn the bathroom lights on and the bedroom lights off and the doorway lights on and the people around me have to say good night with an inflection that tells me i won't die tomorrow because i don't know what my brain wants more often than not
words have so much weight and i haven't told anyone i love them and meant it because i’m scared if i do i will doom them to my fate of picking at nails and skin so i use loopholes like my life depends on them. i say it with breaks in between. the pauses are periods so it's a string of words not a curse set into motion it'd be nice to breathe without having to think about what i can or cannot say
instead i send poetry, i say read the orange by wendy cope listen to 400 lux by lorde it's not a love language because language was made to share love babel was a death sentence there are many words i want to say but can't say but roland barthes says, i've got nothing to say to you but it's to you i want to say this nothing
literature family: ronan lynch for @gryewaren
❝ Adam had seen what Ronan could do. He’d read the dreamt will and ridden in the dreamt Camaro and been terrified by the dreamt night terror. It was possible that there were two gods in this church.❞
hello! i hope u answer this privately lmao but i’m reading mcga for the first time and i’m on book 3. i’m confused as to why mallory didn’t know who her godly parent was? wasn’t it supposed to be announced over their first dinner on HV? thank you!
to be honest, i’m not sure? i guess your godly parent is revealed if the parent claims the child, so i’m assuming that she just didn’t claim mallory
i love your interpretations of trc so much i wanna live in your brain and in your heart
this is such a sweet message, thank you so much!! 🥺💘
hi, i just wanna tell u i love you and your edits, in case if you don’t know yet ♡
omg ?? thank u so much i’m soft 🥺
literature family edits ★ jesper fahey for @gryewaren
If any of you survive, make sure I have an open casket. The world deserves a few more moments with this face.
hi!
you looked real calm as we made our way up the walk
some princes don’t become kings
all of my life spent running
when the lights go out, will you take me with you?
gentle hum of the old machines