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Intimacy is not just about sex. It's having heart-to-hearts, staying up all night talking, sharing childhood memories, thoughts, fears, dreams & hopes for the future. It's uncontrollable laughter, direct eye contact and feeling each other without touching - it's exchanging energy
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Reblog this if it’s okay to DM you and shoot the friendship shot.
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Gosh, ya'll. I am so tired, I miss being active on tumblr. I miss seen ya'll life updates and creative projects and on a rare occasion your faces.
I'm over here non-stop studying. I've been dreaming too big it feels above me but imma try it anyway
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Realistically I could never get rid of tumblr because it gives me the illusion of a community of strange young women all around my same age, all slowly figuring out how to live too
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— David Cronenberg, Consumed
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Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter featured in The Letters of Edna St. Vincent Millay
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my favorite form of love is being loved without feeling like i was begging for it
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People think being self aware cancels out mental illness. That when you realise your thoughts or behaviours are irrational you just stop having/doing them
Instead what happens if you're extremely self aware and mentally ill is that you just think in a resigned kind of way "I'm being really fucking crazy right now" while being very loudly mentally ill
Sometimes you are able to tell the people around you "oh, you can ignore me rn. I'm just being extremely mentally ill rn. It will eventually pass" and then continue your erratic behaviour. But mostly it's just privately thinking: "well this is embarrassing but I can't turn it off so just gotta deal with it I guess."
It's infuriating honestly
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