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botticellismona · 10 months

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just something i wrote.

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botticellismona · 10 months

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Just as the cup of coffee is reaching its end, there’s that knot again. You haven’t felt like that in a while so you’re sceptical.

“But I’ve got this.”

Is what you’ve been telling yourself as the feelings forged into a big bold knot you can’t untie anymore. Your jitters are back. You’re so delusional that you always blamed the caffeine but never refrained or quit and felt like a glorious rebel when there’s always an outside factor.

“It’s just a fucking dentist.”

But it isn’t. And you know it isn’t.

Excerpt from the autobiography i’ll never write

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botticellismona · 10 months

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When you start gnawing at my flesh, begging to hold unto something, all I do is but run away from God, run as fast as I can believing he will catch up. That I will look up when I'm in the middle of shoving some air down my throat, I will see him hovering above. And I'll hear;

"Ask. That's all you need to do."

But see, I have had difficult times in getting and then keeping the things I ask for. I hold too tightly and it whither or too sofly so it slips through my fingers like quick sand. I never know how to hold something let alone carry you within me. This insistence on asking is to give some room to humility but my tongue is cruel. Still panting, I will look past Him for a chance to bolt and question His love for me, later. In moments of such decline, I will find solace in the things that aren't meant for me. I read that Divinity runs through you like an aching. Aching. Ache. Like fire.

an excerpt from ‘A Letter to The Soul in Me’

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botticellismona · 11 months

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Online Love

Will you see me in the flood of people you follow? Will you spot me? Will your eyes look for my picture in the instagram stories? Will you swipe through all the slides i post? Will you see something that might make you smile? Will you, out of nowhere, come to see my profile? Do you know that we went to the same gym? Or that we sleep literally under the same sky and that we walk through the same streets everyday? Do you know? Will you be the one who reaches out or will I? Will you be the one who falls too? Or will we never see eye to eye and just part ways? How will it be like? The beginning? Cause i have already imagined the rest of our life.

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botticellismona · 11 months

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Grab my face and look me in the eyes. Tell me the most dysphagic truth about myself without blinking. And then wrap me in your arms as I sob. Sob like I lost a child.

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botticellismona · 2 years

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botticellismona · 2 years

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journal entry # 193

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botticellismona · 2 years

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The sickness rolled through me in great waves. After each wave it would fade away and leave me limp as a wet leaf and shivering all over and then I would feel it rising up in me again, and glittering white-torture chamber tiles under my feet and over my head and on all four sides closed in and squeezed me to pieces.

The BellJar | Sylvia Plath

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botticellismona · 2 years

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Am i the only one thinking about how Darcy and Anthony are spitting images of eachother? Their skepticism of the notion of love, awkward encounters, plenty of time to confess but oh no Miss “I’m a gentleman”, and how with each syllable they utter, the urge to smack some sense into them is renewed.

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botticellismona · 2 years

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“All freedom is relative—you know too well—and sometimes it’s no freedom at all, but simply the cage widening far away from you, the bars abstracted with distance but still there, as when they “free” wild animals into nature preserves only to contain them yet again by larger borders. But I took it anyway, that widening. Because sometimes not seeing the bars is enough”

— Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

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botticellismona · 2 years

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You are the bane of my existence.

Anthony Bridgerton

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botticellismona · 2 years

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Be careful.

You are not in wonderland.

I have heard the strange madness

Long growing in your soul.

But you are fortunate.

In your ignorance

In your isolation,

You who have suffered

Find where love hides.

Give. Share. Lose.

Lest we die unbloomed.

Allen Ginsberg, Kill Your Darlings.

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botticellismona · 2 years

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botticellismona · 2 years

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To be inept is romantically disastrous, to be incapable of doing certain things, to have to abide by certain boundaries. Imagine you could fulfil any wish you ever wanted - what will you have then to fantasise about, daydream, sentimentalise, or simply to look forward to?

To have restrictions is disastrously romantic.

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botticellismona · 2 years

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