Speeding Up My Life

Tbh my heart has become so hardened over the years of trauma I can’t feel shit

If it hurts fuck ya it hurts but I get over it & it’s gone instanteously like waves in the ocean

The waves come & go they are are very fleeting sometimes they burn very bright & I wonder what they mean

But usually I let them roll off my shoulders & it all becomes nothing & I lay in another nothing bed & wake up to another nothing day

I’m so used to all the nothingness I am rarely caught off guard or surprised infact all the nothingness has made it to where I can no longer cry

the nothingness will sometimes make me very angry but then I get very high & the wave of anger rolls off my shoulders but if the new wave burns bright & I still wonder what it means

Until that wave rolls off my shoulders too & then I wake up to another nothing day

@paranoidschizophrenics

Moonrise over Scoresby iceburgs. Photography by Daniel Korden.

nightmare on elm street.

rude that my neck isn’t being kissed rn but ok….

Keith Haring Journals

Blinding light. 2019. Artwork by Quentin Deronzier