seven's Secrets

— Andrew Carnegie

— Bill Mackin

— The Beatles, Good Morning, Good Morning

— Dorianne Laux

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oh-! its another ptsd symptom :D:

auditory hallucinations like small sounds, voices that both seem unreal and real, etc. but also tactile ones. touches, skin crawling, all that crap. the feeling of someone being right there in the room with you is also something that i’d like to see represented more because it can be written sooo well. and last but not least the classic flashes compared to the constant hallucinations. the flash of a shadow or a figure or a face that’s gone before you can truly grasp it ykwim

Said person tracked my tumblr account since i shared it on my reddit when i started sharing my cc. So yeah, fuck them :)

Taylor Byas, from I Done Clicked My Heels Three Times: Poems; “mother”

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

"I shut my eyes ...", Razmik Davoyan (translated by Tathev Simonyan)