The one major thing about being the type of person who has been constantly pushed away from many different friend or community groups basically since birth!is that at some point when joining a new group you struggle with forming bonds with the people there because deep inside you know that they’re going to abandon you anyways (at best, due to life or at worst, due to you not being useful to them anymore, or being too much) so why bother.

It hurts. It actually hurts to feel the aches deep within me when my heart wants—from the bottom of itself—to form a bond, to make memories and show itself to the world; my mind, on the other hand, weary with age and trauma, doesn’t want to take chances anymore—ever the cynical entity. Almost all of the time, the jadedness of my mind wins.

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©Philomena Famulok

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AREN'T YOU HAPPY? AREN'T YOU GLAD? AREN'T YOU EXCITED THAT WE'RE FINALLY FREE!?

CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I DID THIS ALL FOR YOU?

Émotion 1966, dir. Nobuhiko Obayashi

Stickers!

featuring Torpor :3

In Anticipation: A Moment of Suspense by Michele Bressan

A familiar tune, played in a different key.

Émotion 1966, dir. Nobuhiko Obayashi

I'm so tired...

✶

©Philomena Famulok

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