[takes my trauma, folds it up into a neat little origami crane, sets it gently on the surface of a stream, watches it float away and disappear forever]

I wish i could just let go and forget everything and move the fuck on but it’s so hard 

when sylvia plath said “i want to meet and know and love people with that intense rapport, transient and elusive as it may be, which i have felt so strongly on so many separate instances: i want to condition myself to hear, and not just listen; to see, and not just look, to communicate, and not just talk; to feel, and not just touch”

random academic tip but i wrote all my undergraduate papers in google docs and it never failed me. no evil microsoft word formatting goofs. emergency printing? i can print everywhere. not saving? it backs up every five minutes. need someone to look over it for feedback/advice? i send them a link. google docs saved my paper-writing butt in undergrad.