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“Hung on my bedroom wall is the quote attributed to Joan of Arc: “I am not afraid. I was born to do this.” However my life unfolds, goes my thinking, is how I am meant to live it; however my life unspools itself, I was created to bear it.”
— Esmé Weijun Wang, The Collected Schizophrenias
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[and sometimes, on a thursday afternoon, you will sit quietly to yourself and wonder
if it was ever relief]
#x#shh#i want to cry out. do you love me. does anyone love me. please tell me#and abandon my silence forever
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[your snakeskin shed past- traces of who you used to be littered for all to see. you emerge fresh, scales glittering, into the present, even as the last of yesterday peels off your tail]
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[you're feeling rather hungry today. your maw stretches and strains, but you can't quite reach him]
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[--and when the silence did finally come, you found the pressure of all else slide away]
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H.D., from Helen in Egypt
[Text ID: will what she invoked / destroy her?]
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[no one is responsible and everyone is to blame. you are not your own master, you choose nothing. whose fault is it?]
[whose fault is it? whose fault is it? whose fault is it? whose fault is it? whose fault is it?]
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[whose fault is it? whose fault is it? whose fault is it? whose fault is it? whose fault is it?]
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[washed out and faded, frayed at the ends, worn thin at all the joints. your soul has seen better days, love. maybe it's time for a replacement?]
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[it's defiance, malicious compliance, a hunger strike for the starving. it hurts you most, but it sharpens the bitter edge inside you to a point, and you aim to kill]
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[the divine right to create was not shared willingly-- all you've ever made was stolen from greedy gods. make it all in your own proud image]
#go ahead. gloat a little#x#\/#suggtober#suggtober 2021#13#time is a construct made by someone elses god. it holds no dominion over me#and as such these are not actually late
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[crawl in between these ribs and make your home. you live here already, your elbows and teeth, all your sharp edges encompassed easily. it was practically made for you]
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[it's inside you, you know. it knows every inch of you, and it's so hungry. you can't escape it. just give in. feed it now while your will is your own]
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[burst forth filled with holy light, your purpose fuel for your transformation. it is better if you do not look to see how you have changed-- it will all be worth it in the end.]
#x#suggtober#suggtober 2021#\/#fatal flaw: hate being told what to do#11#edit: ajdhsksjd posted out of order whoops
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[and there is something in love that is worship]
#this had to be cropped bc i am not one for pda but i am so so in love#x#p#9#suggtober#suggtober 2021#<3#also#late#oops
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