Fire: from “A Journal of Love”, The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934–1937
I swear I have to be high all the time to run away from myself
aceir
twenty-eight • she/her • disaster lesbian
not my mom and my brother actively hiding the fact that my dad’s cancer might be back.
trapped in my head. never for the better. this is how i make everything worse.