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Knitted rats (made from a pattern by Sara Elizabeth Kellner; modified slightly, then felted once complete)

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little bit of boy drag

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nothing changes

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mud masks as armor forever

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proof of life

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The Way Back

For years, I thought The Way Back was the most beautiful, most romantic, most moving, most tragic Leonard Cohen poem. I thought that it defined me. I loved the patient, unrequited but still vaguely-destined-to-be love it conveyed. I thought I wanted to be that tragic, patient, mourning love:

“I wait for you at an unexpected place in your journey like the rusted key or the feather you do not pick up until the way back after it is clear the remote and painful destination changed nothing in your life”

Until someone came along who felt that I had value that was untarnished, immediate, and lasting.

Fuck tragedy. I choose joy.

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Look what came in the mail today :) Thank you MollyPeck:D

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60/365 Now there’s nothing that I tell you that will help you connect the blood tortured night with the day that comes next. but I want it to hurt you, I want it to end. oh, won’t you be naked for me?

(Please Don’t Pass Me By/ A Disgrace– Leonard Cohen)

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Let us be two severe giants not less lonely for our partnership

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182/365 owning everything

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192/365 who by fire

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238/365 But I want it to hurt you. I want it to end. Oh, won’t you be naked for me? 

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239/365 she said at last I was her finest lover, and if she withered I would be to blame

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241/365 will you come into my life with your sorrow and your black carriages

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Old, and probably posted previously…

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I would like to try your charity until you cry “now you must try my greed.”

Leonard Cohen, Take this Longing (via mollybroxton)

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264/365 mean governess of the huge pink maps