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sleepatlas ¡ 1 year
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women reading is my favourite genre of art
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sleepatlas ¡ 1 year
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clarice lispector the stream of life (via @girlfictions​) \ rebecca tamás poems: “witch”
shout my daily chai latte
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sleepatlas ¡ 2 years
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a procrastinator who wants: good grades, read books, a proper sleep schedule, complete stuff on her watch lists, have fun occasionally with her friends, and still wants her down time. a fucking vicious loop for an eternity.
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sleepatlas ¡ 2 years
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i love fog. everytime I see fog i get excited and go "fog!" and look at the fog. fog is my favorite thing.
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sleepatlas ¡ 2 years
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Warsan Shire, from “Hooyo Isn't Home”, Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head
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sleepatlas ¡ 2 years
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porch ghost — the front yard swing’s rusted chain; the same shade of chipping bark, the same red that makes you check your hands twice for a cut you’ve maybe missed. the taste of tobacco and wet soil. a bare porch, every rocking chair still in sway. the smell of horse hair and open sky. a feeling you’re never watching the sunset alone, a soft chuckle to a conversation you can’t hear. an orange sand settles on the floorboards. some dust travels miles to come home again.
what kind of ghost are you?
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sleepatlas ¡ 2 years
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sleepatlas ¡ 2 years
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Marie Howe, from Magdalene: Poems; “Walking Home”
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sleepatlas ¡ 2 years
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Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?
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sleepatlas ¡ 3 years
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Marie Howe, from ‘The Copper Beach', What the Living Do
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sleepatlas ¡ 3 years
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Athanasius Kircher, 1636
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sleepatlas ¡ 3 years
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I received a wonderful letter today, all the way from the beautiful country Philippines.🇵🇭 Thank you! @sleepatlas
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sleepatlas ¡ 3 years
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received a happy mail from @sleepatlas—
the quarantine made me start sending out and receiving mails and it's one of the fewest things that make me feel relevant. i'm happy. ♡
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sleepatlas ¡ 3 years
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No matter how busy life gets, always remember to enjoy the little moments ☕️
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sleepatlas ¡ 3 years
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Nikita Gill, from “Great Goddesses: Life Lessons from Myths & Monsters,”
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sleepatlas ¡ 3 years
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let’s talk about a ptsd thing that’s called sense of foreshortened future. i don’t see anyone ever talking about it here and i think that it’s important that people know that what they experience is nothing but another symptom of their mental illness.
So what is it?
Basically, sense of foreshortened future is a feeling or a belief that for some reason you won’t have a long and fullfilling life. You feel like you will die soon – or sooner than expected – and therefore you shouldn’t make any long-term plans. You try to avoid long-term relationships, you don’t have any career plans, reaching your birthday - hell, sometimes even managing to surivive the week surprises you. 
You feel like you’ll never have a normal life because you’re not only broken beyond repair but also can’t trust anyone anymore. It is an incredibly depressing feeling that makes you feel like there’s no point in… anything, really? Every activity becomes dull and pointless and you don’t know what drags you though life at this point.
I know it won;t make the feeling go away but I want you to know that this feeling is NOT a reflection of reality. You’re not broken beyond repair and you will have a normal happy life if you work on your recovery. making plans is not pointless. You deserve to be happy and you will be happy. Don’t let PTSD and its symptoms convince you otherwise.
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sleepatlas ¡ 3 years
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“weakness is a guise. wear it when they need to know you're human, but never when you feel it.”
— leigh bardugo, siege and storm (the grisha trilogy #2)
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