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the feminine urge to tell ppl what i actually think of them
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finally getting some work done
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what do I do hmmmm
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it's weird bc u aren't a part of their life anymore and it's a year since you were even a little bit but you're just desperately looking for signs that tell u that they still think of u, that they still see u in things when u don't even know if they were doing all that back when you were in contact
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so active on my actual blog I forgot this one existed. never gonna shut up now. especially since new stuff have happened
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cus u remind me everyyy day im not enough but I still stayyy
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heyyy loveeeeee my loveeeeeeeee i missed u soooo much how've you been sweetheart (also on side note, babe do u have spotify :0 )
hiiii im doing great!!!! what abt you!!!! and yes i doooo here u go!!! can I have yours!!!
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the resentment.....
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quotes that help me survive:
“You are not lost. You are here. Stop abandoning yourself. Stop repeating this myth about love and success that will land in your lap or evade you forever. Build a humble, flawed life from the rubble, and cherish that. There is nothing more glorious on the face of the earth than someone who refuses to give up, who refuses to give in to their most self-hating, discouraged, disillusioned self, and instead learns, slowly and painfully, how to relish the feeling of building a hut in middle of the suffocating dust.” — Heather Havrilesky, Ask Polly
this tumblr text post:
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“To live in this world you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.” — Mary Oliver
From an interview with Kazu Makino:
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Instructions On Not Giving Up, Ada Limon:
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And this poster by Yumi Sakugawa
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“You have to believe, in your heart, that even if you don’t work hard and exercise and think positive thoughts and make new friends and march triumphantly into the future, you are still enough. You will always have bad days. Being broken doesn’t make you a loser. You can crumble, and you will still be enough. Make that your religion moving forward. You are here to feel this moment. You are not here to become someone better. You are not here to impress or compete. You are not here to prove yourself. You are here to savor this life. Let down your guard. You are already enough. Believe it.” — Heather Havrilesky
“The first feminist gesture is to say: “Ok. They’re looking at me. But I’m looking at them.” The act of deciding to look, of deciding that the world is not defined by how people see me, but by how I see them.” -Agnès Varda
lyrics from the song Grow by The Oh Hellos:
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“The world’s otherness is antidote to confusion, that standing within this otherness—the beauty and the mystery of the world, out in the fields or deep inside books—can re-dignify the worst-stung heart.” — Mary Oliver
“I hope you will go out and let stories, that is life, happen to you,and that you will work with these stories from your life–not someone else’s life–water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. That is the work. The only work.” — Clarissa Pinkola Estes
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if u call w/o telling me that you're going to then im not picking up sorry idc
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Natalie Diaz, “Manhattan Is a Lenape Word.” Postcolonial Love Poem
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Growing up feels like your skin no longer fits. Like you just want to crawl out of that thinly stretched space and lay down in the grass and sob for hours. Instead, I am in a cafe eating lunch and trying not to scream. Looking around wondering if anyone else in this building is doing the same thing, wondering if they ever have and, if so, how they got through it. Maybe I would calm down if I just had the assurance that other people have looked in the mirror and no longer recognized themselves.
— Kalyn RoseAnne Livernois, from Ten True Things
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