Microdosing On Listening To Music By Having The Same Line From A Song Playing In My Head For Days Straight

“Everything is burning, my soul, body, outside, inside, heart, flesh. Do you understand? Do you really understand?”

María Casares, from a letter to Albert Camus written c. March 1952

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

phrasing of this is taking me out

will i always be this angry?

Elizabeth Bishop, from The Selected Poems of Elizabeth Bishop; "The Burglar of Babylon,"

feeling quite hostile, nobody interact for 3-4 business days

i only ever thought

there was two types of loves

the kind you’d kill for

and the kind you’d die for.

but you, my darling,

you were the kind of love

i would live for.

My contribution for the Blue Flame zine, had a lot of fun working on this project :D

(You’ve chosen to not remember this part.)

so much left to say