he says your name out loud, in miniature rooms where no one's found; it's a desperate sound. you're on the distant shore! and he wants to tell you stories, stories of boys who stomped their feet, saying, "shut, shut up—I am dreaming of places where lovers have wings."

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deadpans:

I just feel so alone all the time. Even when I’m laughing and having a delightful time in the company of my bros. I think it’s probably the human condition to feel this way. Lonely and ashamed of it. And we devour the creative output of everyone trying to escape from the feeling while searching for the hints that we are not the only person feeling this way. And even when it happens, even when real people share their experiences, or we identify with fictional characters, even when we write in the plural, we still have this impenetrable wall of disbelief: there can be only us, because we are alone.

I’m sorry if this is completely creepy of me - reblogging an obviously personal post from a stranger and all -  but I would just like to say that I don’t think I even have a word for how this paragraph makes me feel. Except maybe, just, “yes.”


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    is completely creepy...me - reblogging an obviously personal post
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