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- these wasted words-

I cannot think of a more demonic lie

To slip and drip from the end

Of any forked tongue

That creativity and inspiration of the muse

That connection to that source

Cannot be obtained

Except through

Suffering or substance

Though it might have flowed freely

Captivatingly inspirational and deep

Does it even count?

Transient thoughts

Only to be wasted on the long drive

To float on into the bruised sunset sky

Existence only depends on the observer

Doesn't matter if I'm the only one who knows of it

And I

Like this vaporous vocabulary

These fleeting phrases

Will one day dissipate

Fade away into obscurity

And like them

I fear My true value

May never be known or understood

Oh

The wasted time

The wasted potential

......These wasted words

- l.a.-

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Joy Sullivan, from “Soup”, Instructions for Traveling West

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Some snakes I’ve painted over the years~

Happy Lunar new year!

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Anne Sexton, from a letter featured in Anne Sexton; A Self-Portrait In Letters

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Seguiré cantándote, como el ave presa de la primavera al despuntar el alba, y esperaré a que surjas entre las nubes, como el sol que arde en las alturas, para venerarte.

I will continue to sing to you, like the spring bird of prey at dawn, and I will wait for you to emerge among the clouds like the sun that burns on high to worship you.

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Gothic Demon and Woman Dancing in Moonlight, Dark Academia, Occult Poster, Satanic Art, Vintage Print, Witchcraft, Wiccan Home Decor

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a reminder to all writers out there, you’re a human, not a machine

it’s okay to be frustrated with your works

it’s okay to be exhausted

it’s okay to have a writer’s block

it’s okay to just want to take a break for a while

it’s okay if some days you can only write one paragraph

it’s okay if some days you can only write a sentence or two

it’s okay if some days you can’t write at all

every single writer has gone through all of these challenges, but the thing is that it passes. none of these struggles last forever. so be kind to yourself. you’re doing fine, I promise.

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I will untie my fingers, I do not want to have a thread stuck in my phalanges. I must free my knuckles, but more than that, I must free my whole soul from the wound left by the thorn of fear when it was stuck in my back by those who did not deserve a single word from my sincere heart.

Me desanudaré los dedos, no quiero tener ningún hilo atorado en mis falanges. Necesito libres a mis nudillos, pero, más allá de eso, debo liberar entera a mi alma de la herida que me dejó la espina del miedo, cuando me fue clavada en la espalda por quienes no merecieron ni una sola palabra de mi corazón sincero.

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The Completist by nevod

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Mend the Dead by Giovana Marion

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Anaïs Nin, from a letter to Joaquin Nin, featured in Reunited: The Correspondence of Anais and Joaquin Nin, 1933-1940