manormi
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i think i'm in need of a quiet walk home
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manormi · 51 minutes ago
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Zehra Naqvi, from The Knot of My Tongue: Poems and Prose; “Grocery Shopping”
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manormi · 52 minutes ago
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Danez Smith, Don't Call Us Dead
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manormi · 56 minutes ago
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the whole point of life is being deeply moved by art. and bread
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manormi · 56 minutes ago
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manzuoxi for 1stsand ˚𓂃 ₊˚ ⑅⃝◌ ୨୧
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manormi · 23 hours ago
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2012-09-03
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manormi · 23 hours ago
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Pancake Ice Cream Sandwiches
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manormi · 23 hours ago
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one thing i need to start living by is “become the thing that you want” if i want friends who throw themed parties maybe i should start throwing those parties. if i want someone who writes me love letters maybe i should start writing letters for the people i love. if i want to hang out at museums and pretty cafes maybe i should invite my friends to these places. and maybe even then i won’t find the kind of people i want to be around. but then i would have become the exact person i want to be around. and maybe that’s good enough.
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manormi · 23 hours ago
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one of the greatest tragedies in life is that you will always be loved more than you will ever know. someone in class finds your presence inviting and warm, even if you’ve only ever exchanged a few words with them—maybe none at all. someone on the street loves your smile and it gets them down the next few streets. someone you used to be friends with still wishes to fondly call your name. someone you used to be friends with five years ago would give anything to be in the same room as you today. someone who regularly comes into work is disappointed when you aren’t there to brighten their day. someone missed you today. someone noticed you were gone. someone loves you when you’re there; someone loves you when you’re nowhere to be found at all. you think you have always disappeared when you’re no longer in the picture, but you’ve never left the frame.
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manormi · 23 hours ago
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Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma
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manormi · 23 hours ago
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if something doesn't go the way you wanted it to it's because you didn't do enough obsessive mind rituals about it
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manormi · 23 hours ago
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Cinema without people: Goodbye, Dragon Inn (2003, Tsai Ming-liang, dir.)
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manormi · 2 days ago
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Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998
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manormi · 2 days ago
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my brain is deteriiooioutaing i can hear it
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manormi · 2 days ago
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I saw something once that I thought was kind of interesting
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manormi · 2 days ago
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Flowers in an Ontario cemetery after an ice storm (2013) Photog. Peter Fricke
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manormi · 2 days ago
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me: im giving up *still has hope*
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