addicted-to-words
addicted-to-words
& yet we rise
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they/she. 26. abolitionist. poet.
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addicted-to-words · 6 hours ago
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addicted-to-words · 3 days ago
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they should invent a version of this old story where no one has to leave first & a brooklyn that isnt too cold tonight & friends that arent three years away & an absence of someone else that doesnt feel liek the absence of yrslef & a grief u can put down if only for an isntant even if grief is just love with no place to go
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addicted-to-words · 8 days ago
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i love arrangements of light and objects that look like art you could never dream up. i love the moments when you look up from your cup of coffee and the light hits the spoon and suddenly you’re caught in a moment of stunned silence
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addicted-to-words · 8 days ago
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It's wonderful how, with no warning and without even trying, we will randomly stumble across new favorite songs, new favorite artists, new favorite books, new favorite movies, new favorite games, new favorite shows, new favorite snacks, new passions, new hobbies, new interests, new favorite blogs and new favorite people. So when things are terrible, hold onto the fact that someday, possibly when you least expect it, you'll suddenly come across something wonderful!
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addicted-to-words · 8 days ago
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Robert Frost, in a letter to a letter to Louis Untermeyer, dated 1 January 1916, from The Letters of Robert Frost to Louis Untermeyer
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House of Hummingbird (2018), dir. Kim Bora
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addicted-to-words · 8 days ago
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May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude
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addicted-to-words · 29 days ago
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oh my god. most of life really is about the little things. a good haircut, a nice playlist, trying a new recipe that turns out well, a poem that hits home, a comfortable spot in the sun, spontaneous messages, a pen you enjoy writing with, tea with the right temperature to drink, buying that thing you’ve been eyeing for a while, a warm bed. yeah. im so grateful for the little enjoyments
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addicted-to-words · 1 month ago
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I Saw the TV Glow (2024)
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addicted-to-words · 1 month ago
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idk whether it’s cute or depressing how many opportunities people have invented to make wishes. birthday candles, eyelashes, fountains, stars, dandelions. people say they don’t believe in the universe or any kind of higher power but nobody ever passes up an opportunity to make a wish
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addicted-to-words · 1 month ago
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Amy Hempel, "Cloudland", Sing to It
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addicted-to-words · 1 month ago
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“We are, as a species, addicted to story. Even when the body goes to sleep, the mind stays up all night, telling itself stories.”
— Jonathan Gottschall, The Storytelling Animal: How Stories Make Us Human  (via tellmefive)
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addicted-to-words · 1 month ago
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The world is violent and mercurial — it will have its way with you. We are saved only by love — love for each other and the love that we pour into the art we feel compelled to share: being a parent; being a writer; being a painter; being a friend. We live in a perpetually burning building, and what we must save from it, all the time, is love.
Tennessee Williams
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addicted-to-words · 1 month ago
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some days you really do have to just find and wrench one tiny thing from the world w the determination of a hog digging out truffles and make it your anchor. raindrops on a window. smell of the bakery in the supermarket. single defiant tuft of grass between the cracks on the pavement. etc. hold it all w equally grubby and defiant hands.
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addicted-to-words · 1 month ago
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addicted-to-words · 1 month ago
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Every piece of media I encounter changes me. The magnitude of the change cannot be predicted in advance. I might watch a complex film only to remain much the same person as I was before. I might listen to a simple song and discover a whole new way of seeing the world.
The direction of the change is equally unpredictable. Reading a thousand social media posts drenched in cynicism will not necessarily make me more cynical. Reading a novel where the characters demonstrate incredible insight will not necessarily make me more insightful.
The effects of media are uncertain because there is another factor present in each encounter. That factor is me, the cumulative being that I already am. Even more than the substantive beliefs and values I hold, there is the intractable mass of experiences I've had throughout my life that influences the outcome.
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addicted-to-words · 1 month ago
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— Ayesha Nadkar (via lunamonchtuna)
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