To Love Like A Dog

back home

i need to hug my mother and cry into her neck because i miss the warm embrace of her womb and this bed is too cold for me; i just wish she held me. i just want her to care for me forever, no matter how bitter and painful loving me is

so suffocating when i can hear my family downstairs laughing and having the time of their lives while im upstairs burying my face into my pillow sobbing because i dont feel normal and im afraid i never will and my self is slipping away and im aching to hold on to that temporary fulfillment i have sometimes

i don't know what to do with myself anymore

happy first day of spring!!! snufkin returns to moominvalley today 🌸🌿

A.F. Vandevorst installation for Arnhem Mode Biennale 2011

“A girl sleeping in a hospital bed in her A.F. Vandevorst dress. But here, the girl as well as the mattress and pillow are made out of candle wax. Once lit, what starts as a perfect image will slowly melt and perish during the biennale.”

i want to melt into this bed and be stuffed with rocks until im all filled up so i cant be awoken and my soul drifts off my body and takes part in my day to day experiences and i am left to soak in my sweat and sleep forever

you ever think youre special to someone, but then you see them talking to someone else and youre just "oh"

blue (2002)