You Desire Love But Push Away Affection? What Are You? Written By Dostoevsky?

Marina Tsvetaeva, excerpt from Poem of the End, Selected Poems (trans. Elaine Feinstein, with Angela Livingstone)

bitch you better not be sitting and staring at your old wounds forever wtf

anyway. time to be weird about it

oh to be a crow, flying around, stealing shinies and screaming at the top of my lungs with no remorse.

― Anne Carson, Plainwater: Essays and Poetry

— Yves Olade, “Self Portrait as a Hairpin Turn”

ND is feeling like there's something deeply wrong with you and no body around you knows how to fix it, including you.

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To be seen is not to be loved. But to be loved is to be seen and understood completely.

i could add a few more stages to grief if they let me