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Hand on my heart,

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Life is wild. I’ve been spiraling continuously for around two months, with brief (but very pleasant) interruptions from travel and friends. Something bad happens, I uncover giant holes in my heart, I sit with the feelings and get used to them, and then another bad thing happens and I uncover more holes. I feel like I’ve been staring down and charging head-first at the same problems for months and it feels awful but it’s also really liberating. Reminds me of my favorite part of Celeste, where you rush relentlessly towards the part of you that you used to run away from. Anyway I’ve had like 7 completely unrelated sources of heartbreak over the last two months. None of which I feel capable of writing about directly, so instead I’m sharing some of the words that have been on my mind. (While we’re on the subject, this is a sick Celeste tattoo. Almost makes me want to do a road trip to LA. Also, sorry for spoilers. But this post has spoilers for so many things that I’ve given up on including

Life is wild. I’ve been spiraling continuously for around two months, with brief (but very pleasant) interruptions from travel and friends. Something bad happens, I uncover giant holes in my heart, I sit with the feelings and get used to them, and then another bad thing happens and I uncover more holes. I feel like I’ve been staring down and charging head-first at the same problems for months and it feels awful but it’s also really liberating. Reminds me of my favorite part of Celeste, where you rush relentlessly towards the part of you that you used to run away from. Anyway I’ve had like 7…

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