I know that I'm completely ungrateful for my life and the advantages and beauty that I have been exposed to over the course of it. My memories really are so precious to me. I love looking back at the little  moments of pleasure and beauty and depth in my life. Recognizing how they weave together and meld into a human.

I think about the horses that ( Read more... )

So we talked for hours
and you cried into my sheets
you said you hated your body
that it was just a piece of meat

I'm so terrified of being constricted and never being able to live to my full capacity. I'm also terrified of never understanding, and my entire existence being one extravagant exercise in futility. Of my life just amounting to some sort ( Read more... )

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Include an abbreviated dissertation of cognitive processing and epiphenomenalism to be even remotely considered.