"you don't want to hear the story of my life, and anyway I don't want to tell it, i want to listen// to the enormous waterfalls of the sun."
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Me after I eat chips in bed and leave a bunch of crumbs
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if anything else happens to me i’m not enduring it. somebody else do that
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who up feeling like they weren't made for this world
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how the world feels when you listen to a song for the first time and immediately know you'll love it forever
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basically if you are lonely rn even if you are so lonely you think you could just die because you will never stop being lonely you have to keep going regardless because things will not always be that way and wonderful people will enter your life when you least expect it. this sounds totally hollow i’m sure because these kinds of reassurances sounded hollow to me when i was so lonely i thought i could just die but i am okay now and i love people who love me too and you will also be okay and you will also love people who love you too.
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Our mouths are wounds that speak in tongues of healing.
We say, sacrifice.
We mean, murder.
Our lips are red for a reason.
Yves Olade, Bloodsport
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days used to last all day. now days last 5 hours. If you're lucky
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you think you’re sisyphus but you’re actually the fuckass boulder
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everything is up for interpretation. except for what i say. that must be understood exactly as i meant it
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One need not be a chamber to be haunted, One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place.
Emily Dickinson, One need not be a chamber to be haunted
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all i wanna do is lie in the sun!!!! read my books!!!! daydream about fictional scenarios!!!!! love without fear of abandonment!!!!!! smell like vanilla!!!!!!! cry over great poetry!!!!! sit on the grass for hours on end!!!!! not care about how others perceive me!!!!!! find god in the smallest of things!!!!! be free of guilt and shame!!!!
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