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flashypegasus · 25 days
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Before the Coffee Gets Cold - Toshikazu Kawaguchi
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flashypegasus · 28 days
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strawberry house by nymphaert
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flashypegasus · 1 month
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Artist: @dollstxr on tt
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flashypegasus · 4 months
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David Foster Wallace
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flashypegasus · 4 months
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She’d seal her lips with a bottle of whiskey or a joint, wanting to drown the words in her throat, before they drowned her.
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flashypegasus · 4 months
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it's amazing to think that we can get new perspectives on life all because of something or someone we love. to love truly is to be changed.
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flashypegasus · 4 months
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leave all of it there. where the universe kissed you to life. air through your lungs. blood through your body. a mind for your soul. a heart full of love. a mouth full of charm. a hand full of giving. a body full of life— sometimes when you’re wondering if you’re living right, sometimes when you don’t want to go on, just press play and continue from your last saved memory. what’s life without the bad, the ugly and the good? beautiful down to your very toes near warm sand and vibey weather. you’re not supposed to have all of the answers. you’re supposed to ask questions, to be curious. to always learn about where you really came from. where you’re supposed to be. who you’re supposed to be. you’re not crazy. you’re just you. and that’s enough. you will always be enough. and if they don’t text back, no message is a message, right? we’re supposed to feel golden, we’re supposed to feel that fire in our belly. we’re supposed to want, to need. your passions to live this thing through. my love, you don’t have to be perfect, to be perfect. if the mona lisa used to be a work in progress then why can’t you? if david used to be a slab of marble, then you’re just chucking away at everything that isn’t david. eventually you’ll understand michelangelo. you’ll understand leonardo da vinci. if love is something that we constantly sought after. if love is something that’s worth attaining. start with yourself. start from within, some lessons take a few lifetimes, some takes many nights, some faced with the inevitable— you are this precious light that just won’t go out. so don’t let it. you are this guiding force, a powerful and lingering presence— you are love that oozes out finger the poet’s fingertips as he writes and writes and writes, you are every single word that i wish i could understand well enough. i can only pray that you’re going to smile through the pain and let this be a small part of what you need to go through— to be, to be, to be. don’t you see? it’s always been you. you, the first time you cried as a wee babe. you, the first time you got your first kiss. you, the first time you tried as a teenager and still managed to mess things up. you, the first time you opened your mind up to the endless endlessness— you are restless, you are stirring, you are ebbing and flowing— you are a nightingale full of hopes and dreams, you are a stargazer full of fire and fury. you are the very poetry that i write. yes, i’m a hopeless romantic and i’m romantically hopeless. sometimes that’s okay. if we run out of words, we’ll shout out the truths! if we run out of secrets, we’ll share more of ourselves! if we run out of space in our hearts, we’ll bare our souls! because isn’t that the best part? to love and be loved in return. i love you. don’t forget that bit, okay?
—on hopeless romantics writing poetry
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flashypegasus · 4 months
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drive safe and be careful tonight, there’s no need to rush anywhere. tomorrow will arrive all the same
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flashypegasus · 5 months
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Haruki Marukami
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flashypegasus · 5 months
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I MISS A LOVE I NEVER HAD; ON LONGING
unknown // haruki murakami // unknown // lucille clifton // emily palermo // mahmoud darwish // frank o’hara.
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flashypegasus · 5 months
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Athena Nassar, from "Love Is Not Always Song, but the Swelling"
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flashypegasus · 6 months
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- I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)
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flashypegasus · 6 months
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Cathy Park Hong, from "Spring and All"
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flashypegasus · 6 months
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I know it is my father's first time on this Earth, too. And I know He had it worse when he was little.
But I was little too.
— Franz Kafka, from letters to his father
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flashypegasus · 6 months
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Anne Carson, from The Glass Essay
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flashypegasus · 6 months
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“I’m still learning to love the parts of me that no one claps for.”
— Rudy Francisco
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