I Don't Know Who I Am - Tumblr Posts
i think i have an obsession w exposing myself to/consuming everything this world had to offer in hopes of find myself in one of those things
Can someone just tell me who I am? Because I don’t know anymore. That fact in the mirror, it isn’t me. The voice I hear when this mouth moves isn’t mine. The hands I’m using to type these words feel wrong. Who am I? Where am I? What am I?
Again, today is one of those days when I don't know who I am anymore....
Like....am I human ?
Am I really alive ?
If so then who I am ?
Male ? Female ? A kid ? An adult ?
Am I only one in the body or are there more of 'us' ?
Who is there ?
Can we be happy ?
Shall we die ?
I don't know anymore.....
Look! I found myself
But also
So at the end I still don't know who I am.....
I just finished "basic psychiatry" at the university (it's one of my subjects)
And I fucking want to be diagnosed so badly
I want to know exactly what's wrong with me
I want to know every fucking thing
Maybe then I'll know who I am...
TRYING TO SOLVE MY IDENTITY LIKE A HOMICIDE, TO FIND THE MURDERER IN THE MIRROR; ON IDENTITY
portrait of fryderyk in shifting light, richard siken // @/angelcommunist // Edward hopper interior, model reading (1925) // joan didion on self-respect (via @/girlfictions) // james tate selected poems (via @/heartshop) //arturo ferrari, in the old street, vicolo san bernardino alle ossa a milano // fernando pessoa, the book of disquiet: the complete edition // memento mori by welder wings // How we Fight for our Lives by Saeed Jones (2019) // The Prisoner, Emily Brontë // Evening - Maurice Pirenne // Emily Dickinson, letter 182 // Donte Collins, Grief, Again // Mahmoud Darwish, Memory for Forgetfulness // Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019) // Everything Everything, Nicola Yoon
my first web weave :>
im too self aware i wanna be dumb and impulsive like everyone else
im the feeling you get when you’ve sat in a pool of water for too long
feeling anxiously inclined to curl up into a ball for the next month 🎀
