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I know a lot of it is just the winter blues and all that, but I really need some change. Like major. I’m tired. I’m bored. I’m just bleh.

I keep having weird ass dreams. Like I keep dreaming that R and I are broken up, but we keep in contact. Buuuuttt, the thing is that I keep getting into weird situations and I go to him for advice/help/comfort and the shit he says is so fucked. But it’s my own thoughts and fears and fucked up beliefs that he’s saying. The questions he’ll ask are things I have been asking myself, but choose to bury or forget or just push outta my mind. It’s like my subconscious knows I’ll only listen if it’s said by someone I love and wouldn’t want to lose. Another example is my parents asking me questions about family. It was an explosion of feelings and fears and shitty statements I’ve made to explain/defend my thoughts.

My dreams have gone from subtle hints and symbolic scenes coaxing me to in your face and just fucking rude.

I rather have weird, scary, fucked up dreams over my subconscious locking up my mind and taking control.

I need better dreams.

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He cookin

is that…a cat dryer..

I’ve watched this like 10 times omg………

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lapoesie:

“For a suicidal person like Anne Sexton to have survived to the age of forty-five, seems to me an achievement, a triumph. Virginia Woolf, living to the age of fifty-nine, is even more extraordinary. Suicides are always judged as if they were admissions of defeat, but one can take the viewpoint that their having lived as long as they did is an accomplishment of a kind. Knowing herself suicidal as a very young girl, Virginia Woolf resisted—made heroic attempts to attach herself to the exterior world—as did Anne Sexton—as do we all. Why not concentrate on the successes, the small and large joys of these lives, the genuine artistic accomplishments? After all, anyone and everyone dies; the exact way can’t be very important.”

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Joyce Carol Oates, from a journal entry 

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I keep smelling random memories.