At last, it was a long, beautiful journey. I've learned a lot by writing these stories, including the fact that I should not force myself into writing and that it is okay to be a little late.
Thank you all for joining me and I hope you'll visit me once I start posting my novels!
i beg you to love me, say that i'm enough, but you tell me—
why are you like this? i think there's something wrong with you.
for @shestrying
thanks to @acelania for finding the unknowns!
in image / desperation sits heavy on my tongue, tumblr user tullipsink / mary oliver, ‘north country’ / virginia woolf, letter to violet dickinson / in image / blythe baird, from if my body could speak / Alice in Bed: A Play' by Susan Sontag (link in comment) / lynee rae perkins, criss cross / elena ferrante, Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay' (trans. Ann Goldstein) / rainer maria rilke, from rilke’s book of hours / in image/ in image
Your self-hatred is so strong that in your head you are eating yourself. Julia, stop!
please, take care of yourself: buy yourself something tasty sometimes, wear comfortable clothes and don't forget to rest. self-hate is too destructive for your soul