Oct 12, 2017
when tomorrow terrifies you, but you’ll die if you look back --
seen from Chile
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when tomorrow terrifies you, but you’ll die if you look back --
And the fucking ocean, the ocean is so quiet, because I guess the fucking ocean just doesn’t know how to act appropriately for anything, goddamn it, the fucking ocean, I am so sick of the fucking ocean and I don’t know what to do and I want to dive in and get clean and never have to come back out. I want to stay underwater forever and plug my ears and . . . And I guess I just wish the storm way out at sea would come closer, just so I would have something to think about besides the two fucking fishermen wrecked into pieces in the marina.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper. He says, “You didn’t do anything,” in this voice that knows that I did.
"But what about you?" "I'll be fine." "No, I mean--what about us?"
I love you
You are all the things that are wrong with you! It’s not the stress or the mental illness or any of the shitty things that happened to you when you were a kid, it’s you! Alright? It’s you!
Where I go, when I go there, no more memory anymore, only men on distant ships, the women with them swimming with them to shore // no more whispering anymore, only hymns upon your lips, a mystic wisdom, rising with them to shore
Teeth shifts are gross bc he himself is so gross