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I surrender to both reason and emotion
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i am a big believer in letting music (and other media) come to you when you're ready for it. you may only know vaguely of an acclaimed beloved artist and suspect that you'd be into them but just... not ever get around to it. and then in 15 years one of their songs just hits you the right way and what a gift to suddenly have all of their works to explore! there is no hurry; what is good is always good.
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grief is so crazy like what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. does she know i loved her. i miss her so much. i catch myself doing things she used to do. i wish i could call her. i miss her so much. i do a crossword puzzle. i cry while washing the dishes. does she know i loved her? my heart feels like a hummingbird. i miss her so much. what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. what if i forget.
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Rumi, from The Privileged Lovers, tr. by Fereydoun Kia
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i do genuinely need to go on some sort of quest this year or i’m going to become evil for real
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I wish i could be normal about affection but my love language is merging souls
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Anne Carson Decreation
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Photo by Rémy Penet
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being mutuals isn’t enough we need to eat breakfast in the garden together
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“My mouth still houses century-old magic. In my ears I hear a ringing and a singing and no God.”
— Yvan Goll, from The Wet Flame of Your Tongue: Poems; “The Holy Body,”
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born to always mourn the present like it’s already become a memory
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“I must start to build again after this long period of anguish and despair. […] Keep silent—and have confidence in myself.”
— Albert Camus, from Notebooks 1935-1951; circa March 1936
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dried red roses 🥀
https://instagram.com/caminimm
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im so glad discovering music is endless 
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“I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.”
— Frida Kahlo
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Hiba Kamal Abu Nada was killed on 20 October 2023, by an airstrike on her home in Khan Yunis in southern Gaza. She was 32.
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Mosab Abu Toha, from Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear: Poems from Gaza; “Displaced”
[Text ID: “I am neither in nor out. / I am in between. / I am not part of anything. / I am a shadow of something. / At best, / I am a thing that / does not really / exist. / I am weightless, / a speck of time / in Gaza. / But I will remain / where I am.”]
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