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promise to pump out more writing soon but in the mean time I’m being loved by my actual Ink Ivar

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Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, from The Sleepwalker

[Text ID: "completely feral."]

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literally so annoying to be going Through It in a deeply unserious way where like no one needs to be worried about me i’m gonna survive and things are gonna get better like they always do but right now at this very moment it feels like my soul has unmoored and started dissolving in my stomach and its killing me slowly and painfully but also i’m Fine

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May 23, 1931 Journals of Anais Nin 1927-1931  [volume 4]

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some of you are a little too pretty to be on tumblr i think you should be luring people to their watery demise instead

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you're not quite an emergency, is the thing. you're just having a bad spell. so what if you can't ever really catch your breath. can't ever really feel at ease. a buzzing, terrible feeling.

but emergencies are loud, and passionate, and hit the floor. you are not a lion or a hurricane, you just live in a pretty okay apartment and your back hurts. you wake up and drag yourself out of bed and banish what if i was dead thoughts like cobwebs. you pick out your clothes and try to stay active. you apply for jobs on the internet.

the anxiety is a wave, and the depression is a spiral. the other stuff keeps things "colorful." you mitigate your symptoms and take your meds when you have them and you try to hang out with friends. you go home and your head is full of riverwater. no matter how much you sleep, you still stay tired. you journal and practice gratitude and build from the bottom upwards. and still, the haunting.

you're not a 911 call or a shriek. you're just staring up at the ceiling and feeling the house settle into your bones. you feel you are playacting as a wolf when you're only a sheep. not quite dry and not quite drowning.

over and over, you slog through the creek.

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Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus, originally published: 1977

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I know everyone is kinda done with tumblr rn but I came across your writing and I am completely obsessed, I would literally buy a hard cover copy of ink drinker lmao, hopefully there is more ink drinker in the future and I neeed to know what happens next in the mechanic one! Also do you use AO3?

Thank you anon. I would love to rewrite Ink Drinker into an actual fiction piece, but we’ll see. Hopefully I’ll have the ability to continue the mechanic piece.

I have used AO3 in the past, but it hasn’t been updated in ages.

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“I once told her I wasn’t good at anything. She told me survival is a talent.”

— Sysanna Kaysen

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[cheerfully] i've been in self-made hells worse than this

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abigail liddiard

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Taking off your jewelry to work on the project car with Mechanic Ivar.

When you leave that evening, you forget one; one piece of jewelry that Ivar then displays on his work bench for all to see.

One little necklace/ring/bracelet hanging proudly next to the rest of his tools.

This AU already has a choke hold on me???

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alice

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idk who needs to hear this today but you don't have to marry a man if you don't want to

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[already so afraid] let me add caffeine to this, actually

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guys I’m not sold on the new title name I might change it just FYI