we're in love // boygenius ( ig: jayetart )

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24|04|2024

The week started in a very stressful way, so much so that I decided to skip class today. Yesterday was really too much for me with my commute and everything, and at the end of the day I am not missing anything too important with today's lecture. I took this as a way to start working for my English lit exam. I realized I had a pretty big block with it, I just couldn't bring myself to do stuff for this exam because it makes me very nervous (especially writing a paper for it). I decided to start with easy approachable tasks in order to get started and so far it's working. My paper will be on The Merchant Of Venice, which means that I need to reread the play and annotate the useful passages, but before I do that I wanted to write in pen all the annotations I originally wrote in pencil. So this was my main task of the day. Tomorrow I will start my first reread of the play, and once I am done with that I will plan the next move. I feel like this is the best way for me to approach a task that scares me. Just break it down in much smaller tasks and start on the easier ones.

productivity:

read first thing in the morning

small plan of my tasks for the next few days

rewrote in pen my book annotations

run some errands with my mum

updated my reading journal

Irish on duolingo

📖: Miti E Leggende Dei Celti by M. Fois

🎵: Miracle by A Day To Remember

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a little bit of red, white and black dripping from my soul 🌹 reblog is ok, don’t repost / use

it will never not be funny to me that I can be curled up on the couch in a depressed little burrito, anguishing about life’s perils, decide to take myself on a walk and then by the time I get home again, I’m noticing pink dogwood petals get swept up in the wind, thinking the world ain’t too bad.

Ilse Garnier, Poème du i, Poème spatial, Éditions André Silvaire, Paris, 1981 [© Ilse Garnier]; in Marianne Simon-Oikawa, Les métamorphoses du ciel : espaces et formats dans la poésie spatialiste, «Interfaces» [online], 45 | 2021 (pdf here)

we are a product of love.

six-word poem.

d.b.a

24.04.2024 [😏]

🫖: 지금 할 일에 집중하기/ Let's just focus on now

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can't a bitch talk about actually negative and despairing experiences in peace. yes i know how important and live-saving positivity is (as a person who's been mentally ill since i was like 8 years old) but sometimes it's necessary to tell in an unadulterated way how awful something really is and how bad it makes you feel. it's like letting the poison out. am I allowed to see bad experiences as bad for a second before focusing on the positives and how we are not alone and how everything will be ok etc etc

18th April 2024

I'm not sure if I'm allowed to think about you this often. I have learned not to act on these thoughts, though every time you fall asleep next to me I want to shake you awake and let them spill out of me and all over your warm chest. But am I allowed to think of you this often? And do you think of me this often? You mentioned you'd laid in bed and held another girl for three days straight once and I felt like I was going to throw up. I can count all the people I've held on one hand - one of them being you. The more I want to talk to you and the more I want to see you, the more disgusted I am with myself. The ache is a deterrent - I look everywhere for things to dislike about you. I undermine and criticise everything you say and every act of kindness because I search for any and every reason not to trust you. you've done this with other girls, I wait long and hard and lonely seasons for my next human fix. I wait desperately and I tend to the gaping hold in my chest as I wait. have you come to fill me back up again - to make me whole? I waited for you. you didn't wait for me. you reached out and grabbed onto anything that would fill the void. you're not like me. I view your meagre attempts to escape yourself as desperation. you're manipulative and you're going to leave me more broken than you found me. But you hold me very tightly and you kiss me when I'm sick. You spent an hour making me dinner last week and it tasted like home. I search for your scent every time I leave the house and I fill up your water bottle every time I leave yours but I'm not sure if you've noticed yet. Please leave now before you become disgusted by me too.

Good morning! this is one of my fav morning journaling prompts to do every morning. I feel that when I journal in the morning, my day runs a lot smoother and I tend to find the positives more often. journaling helped me escape a feeling of being stuck in the creative aspect of my life as well as just generally be a lot happier. Try these prompts next time you journal!

-Anastacia