โLove creates its object from what is lacking in realityโ he writes in the รcrits, while โdesire stops at the curtain behind which this lack is figured by realityโ (รcrits, 439)
What should I do my heart?
Fighting the urge to throw myself in the swimming pool
I feel like swimming at 3 am would feel majestic
All alone on the rooftop under the cold water
All alone on the rooftop under the cold water
Oh my poor brain handling all of my unnecessary thoughts and feelings
Forwarded from ๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ (๐๐๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ฎ)
Oo I'm fighting the urge to smash my head against the wall
Unconditional love is a big joke
๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
Thread; schizophrenic
I can see my life falling apart like broken pieces of glass
And I could see that it wasn't worth it
And I could see that it wasn't worth it