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Rants and Rambles
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ash-reads · 1 year ago
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I think being heard and understood is one of the greatest form of human intimacy , when someone can speak out wholeheartedly about the things which go inside them, their thoughts and the thoughts behind their thoughts only in those moments they feel little less war torn , people don't always need opinions and solutions but they do need people who can listen to them, i think being heard fills the gap of homesickness inside us , therefore find people who you can talk to about anything, people who don't get tired about hearing from you .
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ash-reads · 1 year ago
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Robert Goolrick, from The End of the World as We Know It: Scenes from a Life
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ash-reads · 1 year ago
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{ By Anna White from " Mended: Thoughts on Life, Love, and Leaps of Faith" }
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ash-reads · 1 year ago
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-William Wordsworth
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ash-reads · 1 year ago
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Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner/Jaun beaur
Almost, Almost, almo...
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ash-reads · 1 year ago
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“I fantasise about rejecting the apologies that i know will never come.”
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ash-reads · 1 year ago
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Isn't it weird? How moon always makes us happy but also sad and empty and numb and makes you long for something you can't put your hands on? The moon pictures you used to send to your loved ones are no longer in your phone gallery. The people with whom you used to sit with under the moonlit sky are just memories now.
We have all found and lost our moons, have gone through this empty, sinking feeling while looking at the most beautiful of the creations. This hole, this abyss from where we can't seem to get out of? How do you feel such things and then just carry on with your life? We have had our moon-less skies, and have let ourselves care about people to the point we have made them leave us and now we are just staring into this sky of people, we call the "world", hoping to find our lost moons. But how we have forgotten that WE are the Moon...the ones lighting up our skies? Giving hope to ourselves? Because when you look beside you, you can only find the presence of your longing and yourself holding hands.
This life is our sky and we are the moon and stars of our own sky.
I hope yall know how you light up your sky, and others.
I love you ♥️
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ash-reads · 1 year ago
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i don't pay attention to the world ending. it has ended for me many times and began again in the morning.
― Nayyirah Waheed, Salt
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ash-reads · 1 year ago
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ash-reads · 2 years ago
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— Carol Rifka Brunt in Tell The Wolves I'm Home
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ash-reads · 2 years ago
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nothing more attractive than calm men who can bring you comfort
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ash-reads · 2 years ago
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“You don’t find your worth in someone. You find your worth within yourself and then find someone who’s worthy of you. Remember that.”
— Unknown
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ash-reads · 2 years ago
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“Spend your time on those who love you unconditionally. Don’t waste it on those who only love you when the conditions are right for them.”
— Unknown
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ash-reads · 2 years ago
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ash-reads · 2 years ago
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“Summer arrives in a strawberry, sweet, juicy. As long as you feel its flesh on your tongue you’re unaware how. One minute inches into the next. But how could you observe awareness anyway? Or, for that matter, a thought? It grows in you, not as a sensation. (Nor like a baby or tumor.) An experience that you can’t hold on to. Any more than to the smell of lilac. Though it soothes emptiness.”
— Rosmarie Waldrop, from “Asymmetry (2)”, The Nick of Time: Poems
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ash-reads · 2 years ago
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“I’m not into convincing people I’m worthy. I’m into people who’ll convince me on my worst days that I’m still worth the world.”
— Reyna Biddy
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ash-reads · 2 years ago
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