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por qué por qué por qué será mi tumba nocturna, será la fuga juvenil de mis pliegues. un oráculo me lee siempre 10 espadas una por cada sentimiento incompleto. todos se afilan los miedos en mi espalda, todos me arrancan una estampa de recuerdo. ya no puedo con tu fantasma, Alejandra. ya no puedo con esta vida cruda, con estos ojos que vieron tantas muertes y arrastran tangos entre las ausencias. atravieso el velo de toda mi historia, me devuelve a este fondo invertido.

qué violenta la existencia de mi sangre.

otro cuchillo clavado en el pecho para mi colección.

12.10.2021

“Autumn in the air; nostalgia,” -Sylvia Plath

Quick pharmacology notes since I don't have enough time to make fancy notes like usual

Being on Tumblr, Wattpad. or AO3. especially AO3

Having several unused notebooks, that are empty simply out of fear of "ruining" them.

A caffeine addiction that started with you pulling all nighters that has progressed into you living off of monsters and never sleeping.

Having a praise or degradation kink, I'm sorry dear, I don't make the rules,

Saint Bernard by Lincoln If you wanna listen

Buying books and never reading them and or reading classics just to say you've read them.

Listening to Mitski , specifically Brand New city

All of Bo Burnhams Inside

Being the mom friend (you wanna give people the affection and attention you never received outside of your academic accomplishments.)

Your love language being acts of service

Having an academia playlist but also having a "lets burn the government playlist"

Hozier

Wanting to run away to the woods but also wanting to run away to a big city and cut off everyone from your past.

Having an obsession with office supplies/stationary

Morning light and a TBR stack.