i’m back on my drip (intense mental breakdown)
Emily Dickinson in a letter to Mary Bowles, wr. c. December 1858
i’m such a “i want your attention” but “won’t bother you” kinda person
“Darling, darling. I live in you, and you would die for me. I love you so.”
carmilla (stone) lithograph | prints here
god gives his strongest battles to his most delusional romantics
I wonder what it's like not being mentally ill and constantly engulfed by depression