Beneath The Ledge In The Morning Mist She Kisses My Eyelids And My Wrists Wake To The Bleeding Of The

“beneath the ledge in the morning mist she kisses my eyelids and my wrists wake to the bleeding of the blade of the sun”

- my angel by adrianne lenker

i’m right here. i always have been i always will be.

i see you always looking for something someone else that i'm not someone else that i've tried to be someone else i can't be

but don't you understand? i'm right here. it drives me crazy because i'm trying so hard

do you know what that's doing to me? to try so hard and still know it won't be enough? do you know how powerless i am to stop it?

the sad thing is that there's nowhere else for me. there's nowhere else i want to be. you're already written all over my heart. you've left me no space to write anymore.

but until you see that (if you ever do) and even if you don't i wish you could know that i'm here. i'm here

i'm right here

over sexualise yourself. wear tight clothes and flaunt your body, but cry at night because you feel like it's the only way you'll receive love.

over sexualise yourself. put yourself out there, but cry at night because there's no one to hold you to tell and make you feel like you're much more than your body.

over sexualise yourself. make decisions you're far too be young and sensitive for, but cry at night and try not to feel alone because that's not what you truly want with someone.

oversexualize yourself. feel it's all you're good for. wipe your own tears and repeat the cycle because at least you're not alone.

the velvet underground playing ‘heroin’ in someone’s NYC living room, photographed by adam ritchie in 1965. (via)

Taylor Russell as Maren

BONES AND ALL

2022, dir. Luca Guadagnino

some brain pickers i’ve thought of:

you don't have to punish yourself for being selfish, you can just start giving

the contrast between what is and what could be often causes a certain sadness. it is often worth it.

there are many different ways to fall apart in each other's arms.

desire for love is universal, just like the struggle to accept it. let yourself believe that you deserve it.

Your day at a glance. you can't please everyone.

saying "i love you" is never redundant. you'll learn from this.

you don't have to be alone with your anxiety. there are people who understand it.

you're afraid of seeming needy, but your relationships will never suffer from admitting that you need emotional support. it's better to be honest than try to seem like you have it all together. the people who care about you will want to help you.

there is no ‘old you’ to return to.