( a continuation from we’re all a mess but, that’s besides the point) – a playlist for this post – autumn unfolds itself within me, and it has been my undoing. where anxiety and depression have cloaked me and warmed me in their embrace. I watch the sun rise and set, laying down wrapped in my […]
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(a continuation from cereal for dinner, ramen for breakfast) you know those days that seem never-ending? they’re unhurried and everything seems to drag out and take its time: getting out of bed takes an hour longer than it usually does; making breakfast is more painstaking – taking the bronze saucepan out the cupboard, then boiling […]
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it’s typical for us to end up hibernating in a café when the weather makes a decision to be dreary and wet. I look out the window, my hands wrapped around my coffee mug balancing on my right knee, one leg crossed over the other. I love the rain, it brings out the life and […]
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Fear built up in her chest to a point where she felt so overwhelmed with feelings of guilt, worry, and frustration. She lay on her umber brown wooden floor, in her what initially seemed warm, but was now cold and lifeless studio. The sun shone through the large windows, gently laying itself comfortably on her […]
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sunday, once more 