photographed by leslie zhang for self-portrait kids
ohhhh i get it now. the little seed of loneliness i’ve carried with me since i was five will never go away
i adore the thought of soulmates in every century/world/universe/life/forever but they aren't lovers every time. like in some worlds they are just a dog and a person and that's okay. in another— a cat and a butterfly that landed on its nose, a young person who befriends an older person, a fisherman and a mermaid they catch, a pirate and their squawking parrot, two orcas communicating from miles away, whatever. doesnt matter cause its always you. it will always be you and yes theres reincarnation's random surprises but ill take any form of you, as much of you as possible and expect you in my life always and anyways
“your my best friend, now i’ve got no one to tell i’ve lost my best friend.”
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you dont deserve me you deserve something else, maybe not better and maybe not worse but someone else. we both deserve other people. you bring out the worst in me.
its actually okay that you let go first because i wouldnt have moved on otherwise
i went to the doctors today. they told me something was wrong with me but i think they are just afraid i will tell you what the milky way is saying
oh and i hurt. i hurt everyday and every i ever said to you feels like a lie and a part of me dies because i feel like a fool for being vulnerable. i wish i never opened myself up and showed you how the blood in my body flowed
Molly Des Jardin
Salomé 1919 by Max Oppenheimer