waspishtongue
waspishtongue
emily chapman
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anxiety is the dizziness of freedom
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waspishtongue · 3 years ago
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Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; “You are flying home today”
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waspishtongue · 3 years ago
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there's nothing wrong with girls who come back from the dead stronger than they were before & they eat human flesh now. like it's normal it happens all the time
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waspishtongue · 3 years ago
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i love you spatial horror i love you fucked up houses i love you neverending corridors i love you doors that lead nowhere i love you something evil under the floorboards i love you architecture that doesnt make sense
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waspishtongue · 3 years ago
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“In love I have too little faith and too little courage… But I am easily hurt and afraid of being hurt, and to protect oneself in this way is the death of all love. For real love one needs courage.”
— Ludwig Wittgenstein, Nachlass, MS 132 (22 October 1946)
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waspishtongue · 3 years ago
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forgive yourself again and again and again and again and again
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waspishtongue · 3 years ago
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I wish i was different i wish it all was different . *cleans and does laundry *
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waspishtongue · 3 years ago
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Le Monde vivant (Eugène Green, 2003)
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Franny Choi, from “Unlove Poem,” American Poetry Review, May 2022
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good morning. it’s time to change the narrative
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- November 25, 1914
- The diaries of Franz Kafka, 1914-1923
[ID: November 25. Utter despair, impossible to pull myself together; only when I have become satisfied with my sufferings can I stop. End ID]
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Natalie Díaz, from "Manhattan Is a Lenape Word", Postcolonial Love Poem
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"you look tired" well the torment is relentless and the horrors never cease
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to sleep? perchance to fucking sleep?
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waspishtongue · 3 years ago
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when the only place you fit in is your bed
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why are you so depressed?
pretty sure it’s the depression
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