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nudodistorto · 4 months
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Louise Glück, from “Stars”, Poems: 1962–2020
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nudodistorto · 5 months
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Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters
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nudodistorto · 9 months
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la luna attraverso gli occhi di aomame.
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nudodistorto · 9 months
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“I feel very small. I don't understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.”
Anaïs Nin, from nearer the moon: the previously unpublished unexpurgated diary,1937-1939
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nudodistorto · 9 months
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𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟸𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶 -𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹
[ID: July 21. Miserable creature that I am. END ID]
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nudodistorto · 9 months
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Richie Hofmann, from "Breed Me"
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nudodistorto · 10 months
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please be patient with me i am experiencing horrors unknown to you at all times
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nudodistorto · 10 months
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one day you think: I want to die. and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book. and I want to die turns day by day into want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun, I want a cleaner kitchen, I want a better job, I want to live somewhere else. I want to live.
- via duckbunny
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nudodistorto · 10 months
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Alanis Morissette, Sorry to Myself/Haruki Murakami,1084
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nudodistorto · 11 months
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marlena by julie buntin
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nudodistorto · 11 months
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"I love the moon"
But babe that's a very indirect way of telling ppl you're hot .
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nudodistorto · 11 months
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I'm all up on that grind
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nudodistorto · 11 months
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Evelyn Waugh, from Brideshead Revisited (1945)
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nudodistorto · 11 months
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nessuno si chiede che succede, nessuno si chiede come sto. nessuno si chiede cosa mi piace, cosa non mi piace. nessuno si chiede cosa odio, cosa mi piacerebbe fare la domenica mattina, se sono allergica ai pollini o alle polveri. nessuno si chiede se mi piacciono i tramonti, se aspetto l’alba la mattina presto. nessuno si chiede perché mi fa paura la pioggia, perché il mio cuore sembra accelerare il battito insieme al ticchettio frenetico delle gocce contro il vetro. nessuno mi guarda o mi sfiora o prova ad avvicinarsi. nessuno sbircia che libro sto leggendo o cosa appunto a bordo pagina. nessuno cerca di capire perché ho paura delle relazioni, del sesso, delle urla. nessuno si chiede se ho paura del buio, della mia ombra, dei pensieri che s’accumulano.
nessuno chiede, a nessuno interessa.
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nudodistorto · 11 months
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I want to cry out for help but I feel guilty
Im a burden on everyone and I don’t deserve peoples attention
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nudodistorto · 11 months
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nudodistorto · 11 months
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my toxic trait is that whenever something goes wrong I immediately start contemplating suicide
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