My mom died this morning.
Born on a 23rd day, died on a 23rd day.
nothing’s better than picking up your old hobbies again (self harm)
i cut myself with heaven’s blade
I forgot my skis on the bus again, def a sign to kill myself
i love charlie brown so much. what a miserable little child.
Charlie Brown, undaunted, seeks tenderness and fulfillment on every side: in baseball, in building kites, in his relationship with his dog, Snoopy, in playing with the girls. He always fails. His solitude becomes an abyss, his inferiority complex is pervasive—tinged by the constant suspicion (which the reader also comes to share) that Charlie Brown is not inferior. Worse: he is absolutely normal. He is like everybody else. This is why he is always on the brink of suicide or at least of nervous breakdown: because he seeks salvation through the routine formulas suggested to him by the society in which he lives...
– Umberto Eco, On ‘Krazy Kat’ and ‘Peanuts’
Ethel Cain - Waco, Texas
listening to this track til i die (soon)
Day 36 but i wish i were dead
Fifteen-year-old Andrea Mead Lawrence, the first American alpine skier to win Olympic gold, training 1947