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i have wet anger- the kind which eldest daughters of the family have. i want to scream my heart out till the agony in my head stops being a loud buzz. however the only thing my anger does well is shred tears- humiliating tears and a cracking voice that makes me feel vulnerable, makes me feel weak and the voices in my head go louder asking me to SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SCREAM SCREAM SO LOUD YOU GO DEAF
#spilled thoughts#dark acdemia#ink.scribbled#heartbreak#scribbles#literature#creative writing#eldest child#wet anger#thoughts#if ain't clear i do need therapy#parental trauma
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it's obvious how much you love him. he wants to ask how obvious? and is it obvious in a way that makes him a good actor or can everyone tell he's not pretending?
#scribbles#creative writing#literature#heartbreak#dark acdemia#spilled thoughts#ink.scribbled#love#unrequited feelings#crush#writing#quotes
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have you ever lost someone you thought you could save ?
#spilled thoughts#dark acdemia#literature#ink.scribbled#quotes#heartbreak#death#dark acadamia quotes
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Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.
@dog-teeth/nobody - mitski/@ lilrainpoety on instagram/little weirds - jenny slate/@blossomfully/@chaandajaan/strawberry blond - mitski/wishbone - richard siken/salt - salma deera/unable to find a source/mia hollow/the unabridged journals of sylvia plath/nobody - mitski/crush - richard siken
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Girlpool—Before the World Was Big // memorial bench quoting Toni Morrison's Sula // @inanotherunivrse // Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You // Zadie Smith, Swing Time // Fall Out Boy—The Kids Aren't Alright // Audrey Emmett // Mikko Harvey, "For M" // Mahmoud Darwish, Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi) // Langston Hughes, "Poem"
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"Kinder Than Man" Althea Davis // Kayla Ancrum // "Abstract Psychopomp" Hozier // Unknown photographer // "Allowables" Nikki Giovanni // "Abstract Psychopomp" Hozier // "Mercy" Rudy Francisco // Unknown photographer
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will you be enough for her, though. little slip child. you hated every time you had to scream to be heard, so you stopped screaming. it feels so fucking demeaning, 16 and shivering, saying please! father! look at me! and having him say in a minute sweetie.
online they're back to making fun of self-harm scars. isn't that funny. we have dropped the silver pretense of empathy and are walking around without any shred of humanity.
are you still shouting? how can anybody love you, then, siren. error signal. your voice so quiet and desperate. nobody is going to help you, stop begging. how can anybody actually look down at you without squashing you flat. oh, darling. you once bit into the back of your hand to stop from crying out, and discovered that it felt too dramatic for repeating.
people like you aren't supposed to cry, because you are too much. you have never meant to, but you take the air out of a room just by walking in. other people can take up room like a sunbeam. you blurt out all your wickedness in oilslicks, everyone can feel it. you slosh yourself over their hands and demand their flinch. you are a bone stuck in the throat.
be more beautiful, more perfect. if you can earn it, they won't abhor you. they might even tolerate you, if you turn the right way and never stand up straight.
but love? her life is a silver fish, a cat paw. your life is a long, thin, impossible desire - angry like a blade. your life is a crack in the floortile. you cannot bring your rotted fruit heart into the church of her hands. you will ruin her. you will overtake everything good for her.
or worse - you will have to beg her look at me. and that moment of desperation will ruin you forever. completely.
deleted scene from body's a bad monster, 9.24.2024
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When you find an old picture of us, and you clear away the dust. I hope you miss me sometimes. When you see a frame and it reminds you me- would you remember the times, the times that we believed.
#heartbreak#dark acdemia#spilled thoughts#dead love#drifting apart#friendship#quotes#creative writing#ink.scribbled
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Where do I take this grief? Where does this grief take me?
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Where do people go once tales end? Also where do old birds go to die? Why don't old ones fall like stones from the sky?
#arundhati roy#god of small things#scribbles#writing#spilled thoughts#literature#indian authors#dark academia#dark acadamia quotes#quotes#book quote
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they ask me what sort of person you wanna marry? and i want to tell them that i don't want to marry anyone. i used to say that when i was a child. they used to laugh and tell me that i'm being stupid. it wasn't in the way where all kids didn't want to get married but because growing up i saw so many relationships fall apart around me that i couldn't understand why people got married.
my parents had a love marriage but looking back at them i didn't understand where love was in that marriage. was bickering with each other over the silliest thing 'love' or was it yelling at minusicle things or calling names that you should never call your partner ?
i don't know if what they had was love but now i know that i don't want what they had. i don't want the fights on the dinner table that leaves me sobbing and neither do i want to slam my door on the way out to tell you that you crossed boundaries with me. to live in a house where i can't breath freely unless my partner goes out seems like a bizarre thing to get into.
some of you all have great marriages and that's incredible for you. but i can't picture that for myself, my images of love have been too scarred for me to belive that i'd willing fantasize about it. it's why i can picture myself falling in love but never as married person.
#ink.scribbleds#monologue#marriages#creative writing#spilled thoughts#writing#literature#dark acdemia#scribbles#litera
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