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If you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?
-Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
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I have done nothing all summer but wait for myself to be myself again.
- from Georgia O'Keeffe's letter to Russel Vernon Hunter
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"I should kill myself": self-serving, reactionary
"we should all kill ourselves": building community and connection, ideologically correct
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oh but it's embarrassing sometimes, when the wanting shows. how I just need someone's hands on mine. how I just want a soft voice to call me out of sleep, somebody to drink coffee with while the sun wakes up. i am so good at being alone until I remember what it's like to be loved and then I am aching all over again, then I'm calling you up in the middle of the day and asking for something impossible. [couldn't you come over?] couldn't you pretend like I'm not altogether too much, just for this one afternoon?
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this the first time I've been able to get on tumblr since hurricane Helene, and I'm sad to see no one talking about it. Right now in South Carolina there are over a MILLION people without power and the current death toll is still rising. This isn't even counting the people in North Carolina, Florida, Tennessee, Virginia, and other states. This is going on day three, and some officials are stating that power might not even be restored until October 8th and on. There are several counties completely under water or washed away by the storm. If you have any disposable income, please help the survivors, or if you don't, just spread awareness!! Thank you!!
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hey sorry to bother you but does anyone know how to get over anything that has happened to you ever
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Idk who made this, I found it on Instagram reels 😔
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Headless John The Baptist Hitchhiking, C.T. Salazar
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a poem I wrote due to the news of the odysseus moon lander.
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reminder to self: one day it won’t bother you every night. one day it won’t even pass through your mind, not once.
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Shout out to the people who never had a safe place. Who didn’t have a before trauma. Who were loved but not protected. Who were collateral damage in someone else’s breakdown. Who got fucked up so young that they’ll never know who they could have been.
Shout out to people who’ve never felt safe. I hope you do someday.
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“So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.”
— Jorge Luis Borges, After a While
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