eyes-windows-heart wide open.
Meredith activity
slowing
hi, thank you all so much for being here.
i’ve been quieter on here lately because i can’t seem to think anywhere except for where i am. i can not seem to plan or think in any kind of straight line. and yet, i keep wondering, what’s actually wrong with that? absolutely noth...
2022-10-27 17:16:08 +0000 UTC View Postunsure. always unsure.
7/29/22
A big fear I have is that I want to be a writer but that I’m actually a terrible terrible writer and every single person who reads what I write knows it.
But why do I even need to care or think about that.
Make it for me. Write it for m...
2022-10-12 00:35:06 +0000 UTC View Post
the hardest moments.
those seemingly unloveable 4am and 9am moments.
2022-09-22 11:20:01 +0000 UTC View Post
chantel photographing me taking some of the most important photos i’ve ever made…
link for behind the scenes videos
Hey, this is the free trial link to my onlyfans account where I'll be able to share longer BTS videos of me making my self-portraits.
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BTS video of self portraits by the shed
this is a BTS video from a few days ago when i got inspired by the rain and the green and the flower petals sticking to my skin, as they do when it rains, and is always so inspiring.
the password for the video is video13
back in my pink bed.
August 13 2022
be. receive. give thanks.
be. receive. give thanks.
I repeat over and over in my head as I lie on my pink bed. Finally back in my pink bed.
be receive give thanks.
I repeat over and over in my head as I lie on my pink bed with my vibrator in my hands betwee...
i wrote the poem that is THE poem
August 10th 2022
I feel drunk from the coffee.
the caffeine.
we sit across from each other,
room full of backpacks and suitcases.
croissant on each of our plates.
the butter and honey in the middle.
a cup of coffee for us ...
2022-08-10 16:56:09 +0000 UTC View Posta gentle nudge
August 4th 2022 on the train back to Berlin from Hamburg
I did the right thing by staying.
there is something calling me.
I think it’s the world.
I think I dwell in enchantment most of the time.
being pulled by I don’t know what, but being pulled.
...
to Budapest.
I’m on my way to Europe.
yesterday I had some sort of mental breakdown.
Mental let out.
Emotional collapse.
Emotional rebuilding, I woke up at work in the tent I’m sleeping in with a sort of sadness I haven’t felt in so long. Maybe ever.
It was a different type of sad...
i can breathe again when i’m with you
when i’m surrounded by pinks and whites.
when im covered in greens.
when im submerged in blues.
suffocated by the life living around me,
that’s when my breath comes back to me.
(the laurel flowers!!!! in them in them in them!!!)
2022-07-22 19:59:34 +0000 UTC View Post
more photos in the midst of writing
when i'm alone in my room - moving between dancing, writing, singing, really hearing the music and being like "what on earth are they telling me right now" or letting it play behind me as i write; playing with the flowers or rocks, playing with myself, crying - that's when i feel the most alive. ...
2022-07-16 13:57:21 +0000 UTC View Post
being home.
i could cry at how i am changing.
how i am thriving.
how i notice alllll the parts of me evolving and growing.
how i let all the parts of me out, and allow them the space to grow.
i could cry and i do.
from never liking olives to now liking them
from...
2022-07-03 12:01:50 +0000 UTC View Post