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But the people who did get that love, they grew up to be different from us. More secure. Maybe they’re not as shiny or successful as you and I feel we have to be. But it’s not because they’re not interesting. They just don’t feel they have to do the tap dance, you know? They don’t have to prove themselves all the time to be loved. Because they always were.
Coco Mellors, Cleopatra and Frankenstein
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Life isn't about getting and having, it's about giving and being.
— Kevin Kruse
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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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I love people who choose to be gentle with strong boundaries even after being hurt and mistreated. It takes a tremendous amount of courage to keep shining and caring despite encountering the darkness and cruelty within some people.
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— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter to Arthur Davison Ficke featured in Savage Beauty: The Life of Edna St. Vincent Millay.
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maybe- just maybe- we should ditch bio essentialist concepts and understand that men and women are socialized to act in certain ways. it doesn’t mean that that’s how they are naturally and i feel like that’s one of the reasons why oppressive systems continue to “work” the way they do. if we think that it’s biologically accurate for, for example, men like casual sex more than women, we’re literally reinforcing the patriarchal ideals that are systematically taught to men. let’s do better
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i don't regret being born. i don't regret that at all.
i do regret that i'll never be able to love my life out the way i would love to.
i do regret that others will never be able to either.
i regret that we have backed ourselves, as a society, into a corner where we must survive, and not live.
i am so sorry you will not live,
but i do wish for you to try.
sorry, stars-for-eyes, dreams-for-thoughts, hopes-for-life.
it won't happen,
not quite yet.
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