light means nothing when your mind is dark
one of the oldest human needs is having someone to wonder where you are when you don't come home at night - margaret mead
“we must not always talk in the market-place of what happens to us in the forest,”
and he sat at the oncologist waiting room as life dimmed outside
it’s three-thirty in the morning, that’s a bad time to talk about should-haves and would-haves - needful things
this is what being alive is. a sticky menu between you and me in a cramped booth by a black window.
“I read it, and I wished I had not, because my view of the world was so much darker afterward,”
“i feel so sad. i feel so abandoned. i feel very alone”“we’re all alone, reva.”
-my year of rest & relaxation
reminds me of the end of the world and i love it 🤍
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no socks
are allowed in the red-room
no pretty pink flowers
are allowed
at the woods at night
xxii | she/her | psychology & creative writing | desperately searching for meaning in the mundane
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