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underrated yellowjackets scene is misty storming through the door of nat‘s hotel room while nat is mid-relapse, bodyslamming nat into next week, just fucking snorting all the cocaine before nat can get to it and then fighting for her fucking life because, evidently, misty quigley has never done cocaine ever before. zero thought process, zero consideration, zero alternatives. misty quigley woman of all time.

#where is the evidence

intertwining fingers is the physical form of merging souls

Travis when he lied and nearly got Akilah killed but it turned out no she actually is connected to the Wilderness

— Fortesa Latifi, The Truth About Grief (x)

Gokurakugai by Yuto Sano – Chapter 19 ⦿ Let’s Make a Suicide Pact

Sometimes all you can do is sit outside at night, be in uncomfortable amounts of pain , and yearn for a home that doesn’t exist.

Empty empty empty everything is so empty and it hurts

i actually hate missing the sound of someone's voice because eventually with enough time i won't be able to remember what good morning sounded like coming from their lips or the way their laughter would echo between my ears i'll only be able to remember that it was a voice that i loved belonging to a person that i loved

These days I just don't feel shit. I don't feel a thing at all, I don't feel like I exist

I keep all of the pain inside because I'd rather let it destroy me than everyone else.

idk not me

"I wanted to write down exactly what I felt, but somehow the paper stayed empty, and I couldn't have described it any better."

-W. Somerset Maugham

"I'm so lost. I'm barely here... I wish I could explain myself, but words escape me."

Blink-182, "Stockholm Syndrome"

When I’m 90 and have dementia, put on arcane and let me watch it for the first time one final time.

gorgug thistlespring; violence, tenderness // dimension 20: fantasy high

fantasy high: sophomore year - fearful symmetry // preschooldr0pout // monica bonvicini // sidney gish - what do you want from me tonight? // ink-the-artist // ewy - woollen mittens // ashe vernon

Zehra Naqvi, from The Knot of My Tongue: Poems and Prose; “Tongue”

‘my rage doesn’t discriminate.’

Song Lyric: “Out To Get You,” by James.)

Preface, Tragedy: A Curious Art Form by Anne Carson, from Grief Lessons

In the depths of my being, a tempest roars, Rage, an inferno that consumes and soars. A storm of emotions, turbulent and wild, Unleashing fury, an untamed child.

With fiery eyes and a heart ablaze, Rage courses through me, in myriad ways. It's the thunderous crackle in my voice, The searing passion, my soul's own choice.

A symphony of anger, notes piercing the air, Rage, a primal force that I dare not spare. It fuels my spirit, ignites my will, A burning energy I cannot still.

In the chaos of rage, I seek clarity, To rise above the fury, with integrity. To temper the flames, find balance within, And let rage be a catalyst, not just a din.

Not a threat but a promise

tbh ptolemaea is the soundtrack of my life

Lidia Yuknavitch, from Letter to My Rage: An Evolution

sue zhao//unknown//I would leave me if I could - halsey//sue zhao//satnay//unknown//sylvia plath letters//unknown//been a son - nirvana//audre lorde letters//a burning hill - mitski