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CaramelJuni
A butterfly net around the echoes and wisps of my consciousness as it swirls, ponders, rages, and floats around.
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(image courtesy of Psyca-art: Overflowing Emotion) i love you like le papillon; a butterfly. i love you like cats love the soft sun of a dying afternoon. i love you like how i stashed my hot tears down the back of my throat to keep those...
(image courtesy of Psyca-art: Overflowing Emotion) i love you like le papillon; a butterfly. i love you like cats love the soft sun of a dying afternoon. i love you like how i stashed my hot tears down the back of my throat to keep those...
(image courtesy of sara riches) "what's stopping me from doing all 'this'— —gestures at hospital, inpatient eating disorder treatment facility— ...at home?" when i was asked the following question by my treating doctor upon entry to this...
(image courtesy of xaya) - go check them out! <3 yesterday, after i'd shared my latest entry in my heart installation series on a matrix server i'm a part of, a kind internet friend shared this piece with me. i'm not entirely sure...
(image courtesy of unknown artist) i'm not quite sure why this image resonated with me above all else that i've seen recently. perhaps it was the amalgamation of imagery. butterflies have long been a consistent symbol of eating...
"a flowering, withering of the heart" (Juni, 2026) (oil on paper / charcoals / floral collage) a mixed-medium piece exploring the messy, thorny and multi-faceted nature of healing. parts of you growing, withering, blooming, budding in...
(image courtesy of vassilispitoulis) i feel a small, but distinctly chilling shudder ripple through me. i almost didn't notice it, at first. it's fascinating how the body can get used to these kind of occurrences, until each warning sign...
(image courtesy of unknown artist on pinterest) continuing to heal within a place of, and designed for acute illness is a damned hard thing to do. because at some point, the question begins to bubble up. whether it's from within the pit...
(image courtesy of an unknown artist) a memory of a father and a daughter, brought together by an impossible, infinitesimal fracture within the space-time continuum. sweating towards a shared sun two twelve year olds chase the dying of...
(image courtesy of marcela bolivar) the phrasing and framing of one's own thoughts forms a pivotal part of recovering from, and actively combating, the insidious grasp an eating disorder has over its host's mind. for years and years now,...
(image courtesy of unknown artist) (personal) definitions: a writing exercise in hospital word (personal) definition kite i lost mine in scotland joy the eternal grandmother of my past self, who lives on the street corner ladybird a...
(image courtesy of anne von freyburg) looking back on, and thinking about how much i've written about this disorder. this illness, and my time with it. i sometimes think back to myself: god, it's a wonder as to why i haven't healed...
(image courtesy of an unknown artist) if there's one thing that i've had an abundance of in here aside from food, it's time. or rather, the illusion of it. it would seem so simple, wouldn't it? each day toiled away here, we spend:...
(image courtesy of hkmori) iknowiwasmeanttowriteaggressivelyagainstthisthing. againstthisillness,thisthingthathascontrolledmefor9yearsofmylifenow....
(image courtesy of an unknown artist) i have been having an immensely difficult time focusing on anything as of late. again. the fact that this is so, so, so far from an irregular occurrence is starting to truly, deeply scare me. days...