Dear July, please be good for everyone's mental health. We deserve it.
It's July and I have hope in who I am becoming.
Little did the music knew it always reminded me of us.
I'll let it know soon .
when I look at these photos I feel at home, the feeling I get is so surreal.
Melt me into wax
Then reignite me again,
Watch me fade
Into beautimous agony,
As my entrails
Are set aflame.
Listen to my
As the fire extinguishes
My hopeless dreams,
Withering all that dares to live
Into confetti smithereens.
Through my suffering
I have noted
To suffer is to live,
And I need you to
in need of the feel of someone's intestines as they writhe around within my stomach their blood dragging it's way down my throat slowly choking me, slowly killing me
I wish to watch them die with my body as their grave and feel myself succumb to death with them as my final resting place
I can barely piece myself together after tearing myself apart
I will not be saddled with the burden of putting you together.
The ungratefulness of humans will never fail to disappoint me.
you and i, it's as though we've been taught to kiss in heaven and sent down to earth together, to see if we remember what we were taught
The last two weeks before the exam and anxiety has been dominating over my brain.My cups of coffee have been the only solace.
Revise Human reproduction
Analyze mock test(It takes me soooo long to do these especially the physics parts)
Revise Principles of inheritance and variation
Revise formulas of Aldehyde ketone
Revise molecular basis of inheritance(I could only finish revising half of it so it shall stay uncrossed)
Really need to amp up the revision speed
PS- Does stress make you clumsy? Like I have been bumping into things all day?!!
All the best to everyone who's on the grind for any of the upcoming exams! We are so close!
Lots of love Sunshines!<3
"How can you know someone for years and still not know their inner currents? I want to sink into the swirls and eddies of her ocean. I want to understand her. But I can’t unless she lets me.
She doesn’t let me.
“It’s the college thing.” She pulls her hand away. “Really. Let’s go.” She says it in a voice that’s not hers. It’s Noor folded up and crumpled until she’s nothing but tired creases. " – Salahudin
– Sabaa Tahir, All My Rage
Oh stupid me realized later I was daydreaming .
Why does the beautiful things about us comes to my vision when I am dreaming but none in real.
today's aesthetic is wearing a sweatshirt in the scrotching sun cuz i thought it'd rain
to have a lover who will ice skate with me twirling me as the cold eats away at my skin; kissing me and stealing the breath from inside my lungs, using it to fuel their own life; dancing with me until my legs are giving way beneath me, until my body is shutting down and blood is pooling in my mouth, dripping down my chin – dripping down my neck
to have a lover dance with me until I die, until my heart is stuttering to a stop within my chest, until I have been liberated from my humanity, until I have been liberated from this horror
liberate me from myself, help me, save me, please–
where is the respite I was promised?