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cutiebabie · 2 years
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Michelle Zauner and Michael Imperioli shot by Kristen Jan Wong
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gerardpilled · 6 months
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Michelle Zauner of Japanese Breakfast covering “Helena” by My Chemical Romance
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liliesbythewater · 8 months
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oh, mother
Jeff Buckley, "So Real" | My Chemical Romance, "Mama" | Safia Elhillo, "Mama" (from Home is Not a Country, via @feral-ballad) | Silas Denver Melvin, "Twenty" (from Grit: Poems) | Greta Gerwig, Lady Bird | Michelle Zauner, Crying in H Mart | The Shins, "The Rifle's Spiral" | Melissa Broder, Milk Fed
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waitinqroom · 2 years
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michelle zauner / ocean vuong
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metamorphesque · 10 months
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How cyclical and bittersweet for a child to retrace the image of their mother. For a subject to turn back to document their archivist.
― Michelle Zauner, Crying in H Mart
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transformational · 2 years
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michelle zauner of japanese breakfast by tonje thilesen
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fairycosmos · 10 months
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crying in H mart by michelle zauner
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fernfashionfinds · 4 months
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Michelle Zauner’s Simone Rocha moments
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undeadsouls · 7 months
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inejgahafa · 1 year
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- On grief - 1. Fleabag | 2. The Book Thief by Markus Zusak | 3. ‘The Weight of Grief’ by Celeste Roberge | 4. Euripedes | 5. The Haunting of Hill House | 6. Free by Florence + the Machine | 7. ‘Letting the Grief Settle by Cézanne | 8. Crying in H Mart by Michelle Zauner | 9. ‘Check the Mail for Her Letter’ by Amy Parrish | 10. Fortesa Latifi 
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nakachokos · 8 months
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how’s it feel to stand at the height of your powers to captivate every heart
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lucydacusgirl · 8 months
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I spent the summer staying in
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soundsof71 · 2 months
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Japanese Breakfast: Michelle Zauner at Radio City Music Hall, NYC, December 31 2023 by Maria-Juliana Rojas, my edit of original via rollingstone
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aboutmercy · 1 year
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this was the collab of a generation …
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slowlikehoney1996 · 2 years
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That night, lying beside her, I remembered how when I was a child I would slip my cold feet between my mother's thighs to warm them. How she'd shiver and whisper that she would always suffer to bring me comfort, that that was how you knew someone really loved you. I remembered the boots she'd broken in so that by the time I got them I could go on unbothered, without harm. Now, more than ever, I wished desperately for a way to transfer pain, wished I could prove to my mother just how much I loved her, that I could just crawl into her hospital cot and press my body close enough to absorb her burden. It seemed only fair that life should present such an opportunity to prove one's filial piety. That the months my mother had been a vessel for me, her organs shifting and cramping together to make room for my existence, and the agony she'd endured upon my exit could be repaid by carrying this pain in her place. The rite of an only daughter. But I could do no more than lie nearby, ready to be her advocate, listening to the slow and steady beeping of machinery, the soft sounds of her breathing in and out.
Crying in H Mart - Michelle Zauner
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metamorphesque · 10 months
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It felt like the world had divided into two different types of people, those who had felt pain and those who had yet to.
― Michelle Zauner, Crying in H Mart
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