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very indulgent what would you say to your younger self moment

also this is just my personal headcanon for how i imagine older mafuyu looking like

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I was feeling a little funny ☺️

#sarah blogs #THISSSSSS #kanada saves her and then in the apocalypse she wants to save her back BUT THEN TRAGIC SAPPHIC TEARS!!!! #MWAHAHAHAHAAAAA

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after writing a paper against following your emotions, i laid in bed;

i'm sorry i missed dinner my heart was heavy and needed holding.

i can identify my word choice and argument but not my own fears.

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horrific article from the bbc broke last about israel detaining healthcare workers, stripping them naked, and beating them for days on end. we already knew israel was doing this to palestinian detainees, but to be deliberately targeting medical personnel--doctors and nurses and medical assistants on the ground trying to heal wounded palestinians--and then literally torturing them are on levels of cruelty i can't even begin to compute.

a humanitarian law expert in this article calls the footage coming out of this "concerning." i call it the terms racists love to throw baselessly at arabs: barbaric and inhumane.

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You have been booped by this empty wrapping paper tube.

Reblog to boop all of your followers with it.

#sarah blogs #boop

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the real me?

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Comparing the rotations of objects in the Solar System. Just look at them lol.✨🪐

To everyone that's confused, the planet Venus rotates very very slowly, with a single revolution taking about 243 Earth days, and Mercury rotates slowly, but not as slow as Venus.

#sarah blogs #this is exactly why i had a spacecore phase junior year of hs #they're so COOL #AND SO CUTE #in an alternate universe i'm an astronomer #i want to know so much

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(through gritted teeth) there's so much to learn (through sobs) there's so much to learn (through maniacal laughter) there's so much to learn (through sleepy eyes) there's so much to learn (through a tired smile) there's so much to learn

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Hello

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i knew not the justice in my anger only the restraint in her embrace and the sunlight just out of reach

i stared down at the grass and told her, "let me go." she said, "listen first - before you regain this remember that you never should have lost it."

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i coax myself into the greens of march where everything grows new and when that doesn’t work i turn to september where it all dies in red

but i can’t deny my birth in the blues of january.

i resented this color, at first. it’s all stained, it’s worn out – it’s too old and has been around too long. the past is carried with me on the  shoulders of each worn-out, navy sweater, even the ones that are brand new.  the fog persists in my mind like it never stopped raining. memories i want to let go are woven in each cloud.

blue was a vintage phone, too old to hold onto, too worn to even ring in tune. not even the rust on it could mean something – and yet i couldn’t let it go. i tried taking deep breaths, counting to five but no matter the color of the kelp or the first that swam by, i was submerged. 

so i tried being something different.

when i left my hometown i walked ‘round the calendar months, trying on new hues. i spread myself thin like post-climate-change snow and waited for something new to happen. the blue that i knew — the blue that i was — was too stained. i had to get away from it.

and yet, after each night, i awoke, and the sun would rise again. i’d squint  and it would glare right back, the sky the same blue as it was in january, i looked out the window and knew – 

blue has always been my color. it would coat me, back home, in the notebooks my mom and i chose for middle school, the themes of my poorly-managed writing blogs, even the hair dye i wanted when i was fourteen. (it was probably good that i didn’t use that).

even before i was born, my dad spent hours in a buy-buy-baby parking lot, shivering and  fumbling with my booster seat. and when i came, my lolo and lola stared at  blue sky, blue sea, flying in a plane that  couldn’t move fast enough. my tita drove through  blue road signs, armed with pots of warm rice and  ulam to take to my mom in the hospital.

blue holds my past, but not all of it is cold. there are stories hidden in the cracked hands that built my days — and there are people waiting for me to come home. me and all my blue.

i am myself – i am helplessly myself – i am still myself — 

i am still here because even in january when the sky turns to rust the sun still rises

my canvas remembers every mark and my page every word my fabric remembers every stain  i come with the same-old warning labels, the same wash instructions, as i always have – for better and for worse

i am the same january girl – the ulam’s still warm, the planes still touch down safely, the seatbelts still click into place, and i am afloat, in the inks that stain and decorate me. i watch my chapters unfold, and the world calls for me on a phone that rings in tune.

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You are a better knife than you are a person.

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"Seperate art from the artist," is a statement you hear about bigoted art made about 60 years ago. If the art is about the artist being abusive and the artist is an actual fucking abuser who is still alive and making money off of their art maybe stop engaging with their art holy fucking SHIT are you fucking STUPID

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to live. to live forever.

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whenever something horrible happens in my life that alters my brain chemistry i tell myself "hey, at least the poetry i write 'round now is gonna be EPIC."

'cause what is poetic madness without madness???

#might be misunderstanding what that means #professor i wrote this at 1am please #philosophy majors don't kill me #sarah blogs #first wlw breakup core #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #poetry #writing meme #writing memes

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your bedroom light won't stop flickering the clouds will not lift their heads away from the world, the raindrops will not stop watching from the panes -- your friend walks in, you're sprawled out on your bed and cannot say hello, they don't need you to --

you can't trace what words leave you -- the rain pounds on the windows -- it smells the truth on you the way you'd smell its presence if you left this room where your worries steep and dry on the creaking radiator like rotten tea leaves -- their concoction found you this rainy thursday night.

but they leave you -- the words take your breath -- your lungs are cleansed, and your friend's too -- breathe, you say, they say, but not like you're giving cpr -- you are no saviors, you're just sharing driftwood now, held up by adrenaline and each other -- sigh, pitter-patter, blowing nose --

you leave after the clock ticked how-many-times, your skin ready for the rain -- but it's stopped now

and you wonder how it heard you over itself, the rain, and these clouds, bearing the weight of the world -- could earth have aligned herself for you today? you wonder --

the resting fog nods -- her strength, her strength and the water cycle got her here -- the watchful eyes of the clouds, the very lifting of the oceans and their silt, these feats and endless work in circles -- now is her rest, this moment she was permitted --

but for today, she can be your poetry if you will only wake up tomorrow, see the rain dried, fix that light, sweep those dust bunnies, those crumbs off your radiator. the world forgives you for being small.

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World shattering, like changing, Mitski slow dancing with a stage light.

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