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galaxyfairy · 12 days
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my favorite form of love is being loved without feeling like i was begging for it
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Fydoror Dostoevsky // Clarice Lispector
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galaxyfairy · 22 days
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what if i just rest my eyes for a second
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galaxyfairy · 22 days
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the iof shut down al jazeera this morning and closed the border to trap all the people sheltering in rafah. now the ground invasion of rafah has begun. rafah is being bombed right now and all these people who had been told they had evacuated to a safe zone are going to be massacred by the apartheid entity's weapons. i am so deeply sorry to everyone we have failed. i hate this world.
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galaxyfairy · 22 days
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I will not beg you for your time or try to convince you to choose me, the world is too big and I have too much to offer.
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— Mary Oliver, from “White Pine.”
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im going to (remembers i cant kill myself) fix my heart and build an altar where it swells
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galaxyfairy · 27 days
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“I wait and ache.”
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Abiah Root
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galaxyfairy · 28 days
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I shall live on dreams because reality is too cruel for me. I think I shall be the kind of person that nobody understands,
Anaïs Nin, Linotte: The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1914-1920
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Carl Phillips, from “To Lie Down. To War Nothing at All.”, Then the War: And Selected Poems, 2007-2020
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galaxyfairy · 28 days
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“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath; "Three Women,"
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