Fluid

‌ ‌ ‌‌‌ ‌ سلام عزیزم می‌شه لطفا این پستارو بخونید کامل و شیر کنید؟🥺 فورا به کمک نیاز داره. https://t.me/heyvanatemdad/503?single

Some days those endless "درخواست همکاری شما برای فرصت شغلی ... رد شد"s just sting to numbness bro.

نام اثر: نمکدون زشت اما واگعی و تخم‌مرغ به نیت سورپرایز کردن

painted forget-me-nots on my old ass case.

from November 20th, 2023: "I confess, I wait for the days to end sooner. Every minute that passes that I see I'm not able to do anything, it haunts me. Unable to do things, I instead wish for time to pass sooner. At nights I console myself with the very thought that tomorrow can be a different day. I hope for it to be a different day. I even get ready for it, like I'm promising the Sun that once it shines on me again I'll greet it with a will stronger than ever. Though it hasn't happened yet. I like the fact that I stay hopeful of things changing, but to accept the fact that there is a problem and I have to figure it out to be able to get through this is just as necessary. I did not know the latter. There is this hypothesis that body has a memory of its own. There's even talk of a "cellular memory" which basically means that non-brain cells are capable of storing memories like a brain cell. This could explain why sometimes one can feel pain or pressure or any type of distress in a period of time without it having any reason at all. Cause the body is remembering something it experienced years ago around the very same time of the year. To determine if things have changed inside or outside of you is much more difficult than it sounds. I've worked hard to learn that I must look for the source behind my distress to fight anxiety, cause clarity is anxiety's strongest antidote. But no one tells you how hard it is to tell things apart. One other thing I've learned is that no matter what, when facing the deepest layers of self-conflict and distress, you are always completely on your own. You got to trust yourself that leaving life behind at this moment, you are able to come back and get on track of things. You got to believe that you stand beyond time and not the other way. You got to believe that you will get this sticky dark matter off your shoes and walk again, as you did before. You got to sit by yourself, as terrifying as it is, and ask yourself: why is it so terrifying to sit by yourself?"

artificial lights, natural operations.

«خانه‌مان را با هم می‌سازیییییم»

از شانزده اسفند ۱۳۹۹: «چهره‌ای درونم هست، که در تو دیدم.»

At times, when I'm so sad, I check tumblr looking for the tiniest piece of literature that will state and descript my pain, so I can state and descript it. Almost all the damn time I hopelessly end up trying to capture it in my journal instead, not finding it on tumblr, finding out words will not grant themselves easily like a generous slap in the face when you need them to. That amid pain, you have to run and cry and crawl to catch a few words to express yourself, even though you know well how worthless they really become compared to the genuine quality of your pain.

Illustrations by Haleigh DeRocher (SweetSequels)