Louise Glück, From Descending Figure; “The wanderer”
why has no one fallen in love w/ me yet i’m so bored
do you ever sabotage your own free time? like wtf is that about? i want to play this game or read or do something specific but instead i will just stare out the window or scroll mindlessly???
My life is like a video game trying hard to beat the stage.
My default setting is assuming people don’t want to talk to me
i literally can’t stop thinking abt that richard siken quote where he falls to the floor crying but all he can focus on is the details of the wall in front of him
“Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall to the floor crying. And then, however much later, it is finally happening to you: you’re falling to the floor crying thinking, “I am falling to the floor crying,” but there’s an element of the ridiculous to it — you knew it would happen and, even worse, while you’re on the floor crying you look at the place where the wall meets the floor and you realise you didn’t paint it very well.”
my toxic trait : i hurt in silence and pray that someone loves me enough to notice i’m not being myself












