arbitrarydreams
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jill. she/her. just trying to make it through.
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arbitrarydreams · 5 hours ago
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I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it, to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
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arbitrarydreams · 5 hours ago
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20Nov24
The thing that could always bring gladness Will now surely always bring sadness. Four men in black dress Laid their brother to rest. Liam’s gone? What the fuck is this madness?
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arbitrarydreams · 10 hours ago
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do u wanna go missing with me
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arbitrarydreams · 1 day ago
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arbitrarydreams · 1 day ago
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but
its
not
the
end
i’ll
see
your
face
again
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arbitrarydreams · 1 day ago
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You will be greatly missed in his life Liam
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Always in our hearts and in our memories 🫂❤
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arbitrarydreams · 1 day ago
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it is my experience that people with dermal implants and eyeball tattoos and 34 visible piercings are the sweetest people you'll ever meet and will cry if they see a pigeon with a broken wing. it is also my experience that clean-cut people in polo shirts with perfect smiles will vote against your rights and say the most disgusting things imaginable once they think you're out of earshot.
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arbitrarydreams · 2 days ago
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arbitrarydreams · 2 days ago
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today shouldn't be real.
today shouldn't be the official goodbye.
and today especially shouldn't include random "fans" showing up to his funeral.
this is not a meet and greet. please show a shred of decency and stay away.
let those that held him closer to their hearts send him off peacefully.
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arbitrarydreams · 2 days ago
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Grief Resources
What's Your Grief? - Website centered on all sorts of grief and responses to the passing of people
How to Grieve a Celebrity's Death - News article specifically about grieving a celebrity and Liam Payne
Mindfulness and Grief - Helping you cope through grief with yoga or journeling
Grief: What Everyone Should Know - Ted Talk by Tanya Villanueva
When Someone You Love Dies - Ted Talk by Kelley Lynn
Coping with Grief and Loss - Stages of grief, the grieving process, and learning to heal
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arbitrarydreams · 2 days ago
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The only thing people should share from Liam's funeral is the donation his family has set up.
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arbitrarydreams · 2 days ago
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You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died. You want the physicist to remind your sobbing mother about the first law of thermodynamics; that no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed. You want your mother to know that all your energy, every vibration, every Btu of heat, every wave of every particle that was her beloved child remains with her in this world. You want the physicist to tell your weeping father that amid energies of the cosmos, you gave as good as you got. And at one point you’d hope that the physicist would step down from the pulpit and walk to your brokenhearted spouse there in the pew and tell him that all the photons that ever bounced off your face, all the particles whose paths were interrupted by your smile, by the touch of your hair, hundreds of trillions of particles, have raced off like children, their ways forever changed by you. And as your widow rocks in the arms of a loving family, may the physicist let her know that all the photons that bounced from you were gathered in the particle detectors that are her eyes, that those photons created within her constellations of electromagnetically charged neurons whose energy will go on forever. And the physicist will remind the congregation of how much of all our energy is given off as heat. There may be a few fanning themselves with their programs as he says it. And he will tell them that the warmth that flowed through you in life is still here, still part of all that we are, even as we who mourn continue the heat of our own lives. And you’ll want the physicist to explain to those who loved you that they need not have faith; indeed, they should not have faith. Let them know that they can measure, that scientists have measured precisely the conservation of energy and found it accurate, verifiable and consistent across space and time. You can hope your family will examine the evidence and satisfy themselves that the science is sound and that they’ll be comforted to know your energy’s still around. According to the law of the conservation of energy, not a bit of you is gone; you’re just less orderly.
Aaron Freeman (via larmoyante)
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