These lines from Elisa Gonzalez’s After My Brother’s Death, I Reflect on the Iliad have straight up haunted me for years
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I don't feel particularly proud of myself. But when I walk alone in the woods or lie in the meadows, all is well.
Franz Kafka,
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How tragic that your love breaks me into pieces, but still, it grows every day.
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you said you were cold so I gave you my coat.
you said you were cold so i gave you my sweater.
you said you were cold so i gave you my shirt.
you said you were cold so i gave you my skin.
you said you were cold so i let you light me on fire.
At least you were finally warm.
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i wish i was the kind of pretty
that made people do a double take when they saw me
i wish i was the kind of pretty
that boys would feel was so out of their league
that they’d tell their friends they were in love with
i wish i was the kind of pretty
where people would stop me in the halls
to ask if i was single
to ask for my number
i wish i was the kind of pretty
that someone would prom pose to
i wish i was his kind of pretty
-k.c.
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You recommend me a song
I'm not gonna listen to that,
Not cause know I won't like it
But cause I know I will.
And that's last thing I need rn,
Another song that reminds me of you.
Like there aren't 500 of them already,
Or maybe the same number as I've ever listened to.
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Andrea Gibson
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This line about how even the other gay people you find annoying or sell outs or who live their life in the exact opposite way you do are still part of the tribe was written in 1977 but should be plastered on the internet today
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You will burn and you will burn out; you will be healed and come back again.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
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"People as things, that's where it starts."
Carpe Jugulum (Discworld #23) - Terry Pratchett
Going Postal (Discworld #32) - Terry Pratchett
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"Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway."
Edgar Allan Poe
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text transcribed under readmore
SMALL DOG SYNDROME
small dog you’re so funny when you snap
small dog you’re so funny when you shake
small dog you’re so bad when you bark
small dog you never learned the rules
small dog lays flat on the floor
and sighs and whines
while it waits for you to come back from wherever you go
all day small dog doesn’t know if you’re coming home
small dog hides under the bed to puke
does it quiet
eats its shame before you ever smell it
small dog’s bark is worse than its bite
small dog you are so funny when you bite
small dog it’s so funny when you’re mad
so by all means pick it up
throw it around
lock it in a cage while you laugh
small dog you are so funny when you cry
small dog can’t remember being a wolf
can’t remember being big
howling in harpstring harmony
like a plucked and quivering note in a catacomb
sleeping in a warm pile of bodies in a dry place that smells like family
the taste of fresh hot blood and wet bone
iron
fire
honey
salt
small dog run free beneath the moon in your dreams
small dog is so happy you’re home!!
small dog loves you!!!
JMGD
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life is too short
to live in your head
that’s something i tend to forget
but then you meet people
who make you recall
how it felt to have it all
and you rely less on the fantasies
and you enjoy your real life
you learn to live much more
in the present
and the false realities
become much less relevant
-k.c.
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