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27/04/2024

In this small life of mine, I want to sleep, read, sleep, read, watch movies, and demise in my fears. Again and again a small sorrow weary ambivalent to my breasts which contour me. I want to explore inwardly, don’t stop myself but believe concurrent like a death, like a gaze somewhat slow. Ah life, where do I go?

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a cosplay photo so old it was taken on actual film (which explains the streaks from my scanner) and the con we were at doesn’t even exist anymore. it was around 13 years ago actually now that I think about it.

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Chiyoda, Tokyo. Japan.

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mylifeasci-blog · 17 days

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Maybe it was love or living that petrified her the most, and her bones into a shrivelled mess, ah but how to live, and how to love all those in her mind, I want the in depths the shrine concluding its divinity. In which words would cascade her own memory, freely she will shine berit all in all a self alone pure, wild, endurance in such wilderness is herself, a small meaning a small cascade waiting for her, small animals in small meadows. What would her meaning be? I don’t know what im saying but of words which would float, Inuit and screaming, calviating themselves in abundance, but let us dance and cheer in velocity.

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mylifeasci-blog · 27 days

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To believe and cry, a feeling solom screaming decaying her own fears devious in such trapesty, breathing in quiet soloms in screams animalistic

The heart grippling in small congruences of memory. Small and solemn

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mylifeasci-blog · 1 month

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Loneliness soaks my veins, venturing it softly. In which all pulsate me draws me in waves sinuously. Ah the beauty, ah the light, slowly impurity colliding.

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mylifeasci-blog · 2 months

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she would say her heart would breathe in small causations, in some pulses, alone and crevicing, alone and breathing, dilating as her mind would explode in each order.

But it's something, inside of me, it would willow depuliate slowly. Reading her own words to covert her breasts indulgently.

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mylifeasci-blog · 2 months

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sometimes fate is prequel in ones memory. creating one small inetria quiet and solemn

i cry and dissipate the soul. she creates small cavities inside the bones integrating her. she reaps and contours the mind, blazing berming. scream, emulating pervert the mind and creating small minds inside of her soul. freedom and contrary of seed.

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mylifeasci-blog · 2 months

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Jealousy as such for her vein, alone incurrent in leniency. I want to breathe she thought, dilute in pleasure die alone indolent. She would breathe in quiet crests in a valve opening in wounds. I want to die, I want to die, to allow myself to fall and stumble to allow myself to stop each thought from adulating.

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mylifeasci-blog · 2 months

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I create words and cry in tenderness. I speak the words of the futility of the soul. Enraging in thought on a pedestal small incurant. My words are nothing, writhing in pleasure. She hides herself in strings of faith, daunting her fragility.

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Something to her was prudent, shy and alone as herself would breathe in words in sighs in a cloud elongated alone and prudent. For living aghast its meaning alone. I want death I want the birds which shed a tear a leaf a feather to its own. To breathe to consume to die inertia for meaning is calloused to death.

But for what in life, I want to aghast myself, to create something bigger and better in my heart in my head, a being so shallow so alone in herself to herself is the only being to be made. What rubbish does she speak in words in trumpets of sound so sudden?

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mylifeasci-blog · 2 months

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she dreams

she dreams as she's sick, she would allow all depth and a crevice alone in her room. she would dream again, of a woe and life so far and interpent.

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mylifeasci-blog · 4 months

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to breathe

to begin to breathe, to be alone, and to sleep is my way,

the only thought of her thinking and her fluidity a mind shallow, lipid as its soul would scream for eternity. i don't want living but the mind enamors but the mind with grace and insolubility.

Let us breathe and die, create a woe so incredulous as the mind erupts. goodnight.

#literature #poetry #living #writing #stream of consciousness #stream of thoughts #alejandra pizarnik #sylvia plath #clarice lispector #inio asano

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mylifeasci-blog · 4 months

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mutuals, anyone?

anyone wanna be mutuals?

#school #friends #mutuals

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