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fatima aamer bilal, from i mother it the absence of her, iii. i am not a person that can be loved for a very long time excerpt from moony moonless sky.

[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]

Words by Clementine Von Radics

— Courtney Love Prays To Oregon, Clementine von Radics

I just wanna fight him. Fight someone. I want a place for all of this anger. I don't want to be so angry all the time. But it hurts. It just hurts so much. And I don't know how to let the anger go. I keep feeling guilty for what he did. I feel guilty for who I had to become to survive. And now he's making himself the victim and I can't fucking cope. I was a child. A fucking child. He ruined me. He ruined me. He ruined me. How can you do that to a child? And how can I stop being angry?

Fyodor Dostoyevsky // Alanis Morissette

🎶 Where were you when everything was falling apart? 🎶

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

[text id: i often asked myself / do i want love / or do i want proof that i am loveable?]

me and who

by Fatima Aamer Bilal, from Moony Moonless Sky

mother gothel, in two parts // j. johnston. 10.01.21