HOPE - NF

You either face your demons, or they raise your children.

Golgotha by King Woman, from the album Celestial Blues

I was burning while you came blaming me for the smell of ashes // Kamryn Tammer

Crybaby - Nanna (music video)

—Alok V. Menon

"I won't glorify or romanticize heartbreak, for me it was a kind of death and I was forced to keep living." —Warsan Shire

"Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was always just red." —Kait Rokowski

// SMILE //

I over think. I over love. I over feel. I'm the sea or I'm nothing. — Juansen Dizon

I did violence to my own heart // Edgar Allan Poe

DEHUMANIZE YOURSELF AND FACE TO BLOODSHED

Your father exerted his violence on others. Your mother was sympathetic to the suffering of others. One day you directed the violence you had inherited toward yourself. You dished it out like your father and you took it like your mother. — Édouard Levé

I felt I would begin to weep blood // Anaïs Nin

And in the silence I suddenly understood the many ways a person can die but still be alive.

Bloodclot / Andvaka by Nanna