the unbearable heaviness of girlhood / Su Xinyu / Lucie Brock-Broido
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
“Distance doesn’t separate people. Silence does.”
— Jeff Hood
"To forget, to forget ...", Vahan Teryan (translated by Tathev Simonyan)
P.49 / 1896
I take a photo with the old camera out of my mum’s drawer
A quick shot of life
One short silent depiction of how I view the world
I like the old films
Colours not too bright
I’m not good at photography either
Smudged pictures on 15mm
Too orange, too yellow, too bright
I like looking at people, like capturing how life is for them
I don’t like being near them
I like myself on black and white film
— Virginia Woolf
I miss the cold
The foggy air, the gloomy sky
The grey clouds
For a short time my feelings appear justified
When the snow covers the ground
When the cold winds make people shiver
I don’t feel like a burden
People start talking about winter blues
And I believe my blues are less unusual
It’s the dry air that hurts on the skin
Which makes me hope that it’s normal to hurt within
And when the sun comes out
Flowers bloom, people laugh
I feel more alone
●a way to let go of my thoughts because I fear they might crush me● ||they/them||
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