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I used to think that everyone had a foggy, dark even, recollection of their childhood. I’ve always thought of my distant past as being somewhat of a previous life.
… I hate writing about deep shit. I always end up tearing it up/throwing it away/deleting it from my computer. And even after I get rid of it I still feel super weird. I always feel dirty when I talk about my feelings. To me, feelings are sort of like organs.
this is my little sister’s blog. i love the way she writes about memory. i’m super interested in other people’s experience of what it feels like to remember/try to remember; embodied/embedded sensation; blankness.
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little sister’s blog. i love...memory. i’m super interested
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