inspiré de la belle mais déprimante campagne breto-normande, pendant 6h de bus: couverture nuageuse et enfant qui chantonne non-stop.
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- ? Jan 6th 2019there is no god. only pussy
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- ? Jan 6th 2019
Vacances au bleu 💦
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i have a new boo and he’s cool as fuck. he takes me rock climbing and i take him to yoga and we go to the breweries downtown a lot. he’s workin on his phd in chemistry and my favorite thing is when he says some really sciencey shit i’ll repeat it back to him but mess up all the words as ridiculously as possible.
- ? Nov 22nd 2018(Source: spacefrogdesigns.com, via ericjudysbeard)
- ? Nov 20th 2018I gotta sweet boo with a great beard
- ? Nov 20th 2018Who was I before all of this?
- ? Nov 17th 2018
Alpstein by Fabio Zingg+ nature
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it really sucks that after all this time i’m still trying to recover, and that it affects my interactions with others, and how nothing really feels safe and maybe never will
- ? Nov 11th 2018
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i do not know peace, but i know of her. and he tells me that i remind him of her.
and he fills in the gaps i didn’t know were there,
like cracks in the sidewalk.
he makes everything feel smooth. i will probably love him soon.
and i think he is dazzled by me and i am dazzled by him.
and so we kiss and stare kiss and stare over and over and over again.
but when i’m laying with him
and he is asleep and i cannot sleep,
i am thinking about the things that happened to me before him.
the things that cut and the loose ends and the times that i let it go, without knowing where it goes.
how my heart has been buried.
how trauma holds the shovel.
sometimes i am just tripping over my laces,
but i just tuck them back in,
so no one will point out what i know to be true.
that i do not know how to tie my own shoes.
