Two forces have pulled at me my whole life, often in opposite directions: the desire to be known completely, and the terror of exactly that.
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Two forces have pulled at me my whole life, often in opposite directions: the desire to be known completely, and the terror of exactly that.
Excerpt from a novel I will never write
genuinely grew up thinking that there was something wrong with me and that I was way weirder than other kids because I couldn't really daydream or count sheep or make fake scenarios
turns out I have aphantasia and didn't find out until like two weeks ago im almost an adult and now I wish I could go back and tell younger me that there was nothing wrong with her
May the heavy nights
drown you
your emotions
burn you
may the knowledge
that you
were the reason
haunt you
until you find
nowhere
left
to run.
god damn it
Come to me whenever your heart desires, exactly as you are.
Bring your joy, your tears, your triumphs and your scars.
I will be here,
waiting with open arms and a hopeful heart, for they have never known a greater purpose than reaching for you, holding you close, and giving you a place where you never have to pretend to be anything other than yourself.
.
.
And this urge to run away from what I love is a sort of sadism I no longer pretend to understand.
Martha Gellhorn
The humiliation I go through when I think of my past can only be described as grace. We are created by being destroyed.
Franz Wright
FUUUUUCK THINKING ABOUT BONES AND ALL NOW STARTS PUNCHING EVERYTHING
pov you have extreme nostalgia about everything and that it will probably be the death of you but you have aphantasia so you need to record everything and journal and take photos but its not enough and I can't remember anything and I need to scream and cry
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big fan of romance horror. big fan of terrible people still being loved. big fan of bending morality and turning the grotesque into something beautiful.
the lioness still concerns herself with things she should have gotten over a long time ago
just watched bones and all i think i've found my new obsession
there are too many things happening this summer that i'm thinking we are going to need an extra 6-12 months of june and possibly another 3-4 months of july. probably no extra august as the problem should hopefully sort itself out by then. we are also looking into extending the day night cycle to 55 hours and extending the human lifespan to 10000 years.
having aphantasia and trying to paint your character that you have only ever described via words (because that's how you see) and you try and paint the scene the pivotal scene of two characters who are fated for mutually assured destruction finally meeting and the words can't be translated into visuals because you have aphantasia but you're trying to paint a character that -
aphantasia makes me so angry and I CAN'T FUCKING FIX IT
— Nina LaCour via letsbelonelytogetherr
this is my sexual fantasy
Wait fuck, I just realized my aphantasia is why I can't remember anything, there nothing visually to see. I can't see my memories, I just know in some way I've done or seen something.
Fuuuuck why did it take me so long to figure out.
exactly everything is fucking coming together for me why couldn't I have figured this out like three years ago