We were like gods at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
Jupiter’s great red spot. A hurricane three times the size of our whole planet that’s been raging for centuries.
things i told the internet, but didn’t tell my mom
35mm film scans
some pictures about my backwards concept of privacy.
i. it’s getting bad again
ii. this week i am struggling with self doubt and the transition from iced coffee to hot coffee
iii. i want to puke and sleep for six days
iv. i still can’t sit on your couch without shaking
v. i need other people to validate that i am important because i can’t do it for myself
vi. no one else has ever told me that i am desirable with the lights on