a god complex is a definite possibility

brunz:

Catch me in the bottom of a well eating moss and forgetting language

(via angelsinpain)


" Trauma can never be let go of: it holds you. It locates you at that knot that joins the personal and the impersonal, specifying you at the moment you have least control over your own destiny and meaning. You become a small animal that, when picked up, never stops moving its legs. "
" I am please don’t go. / I am toss the windows open, but I am windows closed. / Nothing comes in, no one gets out. "