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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Jul 12

may sarton, journal of a solitude.

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Jul 12

mentally somewhere else.

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Jul 12

“a great sorrow, and one that i am only beginning to understand: we don’t get to choose our own hearts. we can’t make ourselves want what’s good for us or what’s good for other people. we don’t get to choose the people we are.”
― donna tartt, the goldfinch

͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Jul 12

hi, i'm back and with the old username <3

͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Jul 12

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Jul 12

things i romanticize: rainy bus rides, unread books, being mysterious for no reason.

͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Jul 12

“i dwell in possibility” - emily dickinson

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Jul 12

i hate having an internal monologue. girl shut the fuck up.

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Jul 12

ひらりふわり

͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Apr 3

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Apr 2

from time to time, i show up here as if i had never left. it's kind of difficult for me, but i really need to vent, and i can't think of a better place than here. because i feel safe to expose all my feelings. so the next posts might be personal and completely poetic—or not.

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Feb 24

“i'm not homeless–i have a house, yet somehow, it never feels like home.”

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Feb 24

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Feb 24

tombs of the blind dead (1972)

͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Feb 24

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Feb 24

if you don't have the intention to stay forever, then don't come at all.

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Feb 24

nude with flowering branch (detail, 1863) gustave courbet

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Feb 24

from "the unabridged journals of sylvia plath", 1950-1962

͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Feb 23

i long for a refuge where i can rest my head, a place where the weight of torment does not cling to me like a second skin. all i desire is to feel the breeze touch my face—but even that seems to slip away, as if the air itself hesitates to be caught.

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Feb 23

Strangers

Ethel Cain · Preacher’s Daughter · Song · 2022

open.spotify.com

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͏ ͏͏ ͏ @euolivias.bsky.social · Feb 23

what do you mean I can't control everything, why not.

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