me: *talks* wait am i annoying
me: *doesnt talk* wait am i boring
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@venomous--heroine
me: *talks* wait am i annoying
me: *doesnt talk* wait am i boring
This is exactly what happens in my brain all the time.
MC: How long does your ideal hug last?
Julian: 32 to 45 minutes.
MC: That’s impractical.
Julian: You said ideal, not realistic.
actually there is one more
do u ever just get waves of missing someone? like you’ll go for a while and be ok and then all of a sudden ur heart hurts
“i don’t care,” i say, caringly, as i care deeply
Thanks mom.
Me: I don’t have the energy for this
Someone: For what?
Me: *gestures vaguely*
Eye contact while you’re inside her.
“You know you’ve lost her forever when you miss her so bad but you can’t do anything about it. You just miss her but she’s not coming back”
— AdviceToSelf
her goodbye was the most painful thing i’ve ever experienced in my entire existence. it was not just words. it was the way her eyes looked at me, like she regretted everything and wished we had never met. she said sorry because it was clear that she was destroying me in that moment. she knew i’d never be the same person again. she knew that my heart would break and i would become cold. but there was nothing she could do. she was unhappy. and after that day, i am too.
end of me // a day to remember
“How can I describe my life to you? I think a lot, listen to music. I’m fond of flowers.”
— Susan Sontag, from “Death Kit,” published c. January 1967
Communication is not about proving a point. It’s about expressing a point. Know the difference