(91) i miss being human
missing what being human meant
lost in a sea of existentialism and .exe's
missing what being human meant
at what point can i embody something, someone, that i hold?
a video on where i've been. tw: discussions of eating disorders, depression, starvation and hospitalisation
i wish i may, i wish i might...
my entry for the june edition of the grizzly gazette bearblog carnival
why does my mind imprison itself?
leaking fuel by design
the grizzly gazette's bearblog carnival: june edition!
by god, i've never known the ocean around me to be so cold.
(image courtesy of an unknown artist ) since when does such a quietly beautiful autumn afternoon bring with it so much existential anxiety and dread? surrounded by family, loved ones, laughing, chatting, trading anecdotes and sharing snippets of lives being lived . the streaks of sun yawning through the tall glass windows, spilling easily onto the couch as if joining us for tea. reaching out to…