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Colliding Flowers by Jennifer Steinkamp

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everything i seek

is seeking me

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You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,

Love like you'll never be hurt,

Sing like there's nobody listening,

And live like it's heaven on earth.

William W. Purkey

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vay be

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windows from my cozy apartment in a small rainy city

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“I’m slowly learning that some people aren’t good for me, no matter how much I love them.”

— Unknown

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Me and my unhealthy eating and sleeping habits and just my delusional thoughts against this world.

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nothing feels better than seeing results after you promised yourself you would do something and you get it done

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everyone hates orange until they actually see her in context. "oh it's such an ugly color, too bright!" look at sunsets and autumn, look at campfires and deserts. she's the most beautiful and special part of the scene. now apologize.

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— joy sullivan

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listen bro i am just trying to read this book and listen to my silly little songs and watch my comfort movies while eating chocolate ice cream. do not ask me where i see myself in five years i cant even see myself getting through this week yet here we are.

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you know why I don’t like it? when I tell folks, “hey, i want to do this,” they’re quick to respond, “nah, that’s my thing.” they’re like, “did you want that too?” but it was my desire. so, why ain’t we both chasing that dream? why am I not echoing the same wish? we’re all leading lives woven from diverse threads, yet maybe we revel in the same bits. so, when our wishes collide, it shouldn’t feel odd. people ought to follow their want, shaping their future, without bowing to others’ want

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insomnia

Sharon Olds, from "Something Is Happening", One Secret Thing: Poems