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Yes, I am still breathing. No, I am not living.
No, I won’t be hungry again. Yes, I’m done with eating for the rest of my life.
We sink to the bottom of each other’s oceans, drowning in shared silence.
Donald got into an argument with the moon and died instantly. Donald revealed how much he could love and died instantly.
I watch and try not to think.
I cry harder than I’ve ever cried in my entire life. I cry until I evaporate.
She had her own atmosphere, man. She was her own fucking world.
people’s feelings will inevitably get in the way of almost every rational thought or action, if they are allowed to.
I felt like a sun in a perpetual state of setting.
“It’s you versus you.” Meaning, you’re the only thing standing in your own way. You’re the only thing you’re up against.
world discourages authenticity from infancy.
These hands remain sorcerers. This mind contains many moons pulling gravities. Every memory is an ocean, every remembrance a tide. I have the right to recede. I have the right to swell. And though I am estranged from the sun, I am a brightness, lit from within.
