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glass, irony and good, anne carson // margaret atwood // enough, suzanne buffam // linnea paskow // in conversation: kathleen turner, david marchese // haunted womanhood, heather havrilesky // where to begin, sue zhao // the stream of life, clarice lisepector
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“It's taboo to admit that you're lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. You can tell people that you spend most of your time with Netflix or that you haven't left the house today and you might not even go outside tomorrow. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you're not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are. A part of you knew this was going to happen. Growing up, you just had this feeling that you wouldn't transition well to adult life, that you'd fall right through the cracks. And look at you now, it's happening.”
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In some parallel universe, I know you held me tighter. You tried harder. You said, “Look my love, I will meet you halfway.”
- N.M.Sanchez, from Initial Meeting
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Alanis Morissette, Sorry to Myself/Haruki Murakami,1084
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Larkspur - Lucy Culliton , 2014.
Australian,b.1966 -
Watercolour, gouache on thick white wove paper , 56.0 x 76.6 cm.
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one day you think: I want to die. and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book. and I want to die turns day by day into want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun, I want a cleaner kitchen, I want a better job, I want to live somewhere else. I want to live.
- via duckbunny
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And although freedom is among the most sublime feelings, the deception it produces is also among the greatest.

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when Franz Kafka said I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party, and I attended with my real face, i felt that.
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