The Marie Interludes, Post I "Romantic attraction: the desire to be in a romantic relationship with a specific person."
Tag: mental illness
Socially Unacceptable Post 70: Boys
“Yeah! And we can paint our nails and try out clothes and talk about cute boys…” – Weiss Schnee
Soliloquy
Soliloquy n. 1. The freedom one feels speaking to no one and nothing for as long as desired. 2. the feeling that no one is paying attention to you/Alone time in the outdoors/to be or not to be, what is the answer/protection from talking someone’s ears off/speaking to an audience of one/speaking to the only… Continue reading Soliloquy
Lazarus Reanimated
The tomb was dank where I was laid The tomb was dark, I was afraid— Yet I knew something was coming. The heat was stifling, creeping creatures Began to nest inside my reeking features. Yet I knew something was coming. When the hands of one who was clean, Raised from the dead a corpse unclean… Continue reading Lazarus Reanimated
Socially Unacceptable Post 69: Protector
Love and peace of mind do protect us. They allow us to overcome the problems that life hands us. They teach us to survive... to live now... to have the courage to confront each day. --Bernie Siegel
Socially Unacceptable Post 68: First Proposal
Crazy girl, don't you know that I love you? And I wouldn't dream of goin' nowhere Silly woman, come here, let me hold you Have I told you lately? I love you like crazy, girl --Eli Young Band
Socially Unacceptable Post 67: 2022
Now you're liftin' me up, 'stead of holdin' me down Stealin' my heart, 'stead of stealin' my crown Untangled all the strings 'round my wings that were tied --Butterflies by Kacey Musgraves
Socially Unacceptable Post 66: Period
"Did the 'red peony' bloom?" --Turning Red
Socially Unacceptable Post 65: Empathy Link
Empathy begins with understanding life from another person's perspective. Nobody has an objective experience of reality. It's all through our own individual prisms. --Sterling K. Brown
Socially Unacceptable Post 64: Memento Mori
"Each time I fail to think about death, I have the impression of cheating, of deceiving someone in me." — Emil M. Cioran (The Trouble with Being Born)