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what if the walls around you crumbled, until all that remained was rubble, your history reduced, destroyed, deconstructed. would you ask for help? would a stranger lend a pristine, unsullied hand? or would they watch from the safety of their screens, seeing not a victim, not a life, a reality, but dehumanized trash?

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“I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.”

— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

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New Voicemail:

You called me earlier and

I watched it ring for a while,

With no reason not to pick up and

Ask about your day/job/mom/dog/mood

I didn’t make the bed this morning and

didnt offer you my coat at the restaurant, and

I forgot to mention your

new haircut and the way it

Frames your square jaw so justly, and the way it

Flutters over your ears; how it

Falls around your bright blue eyes and the way

It hurts just to look at you and see how

Magnanimous you are, and how

the sun sets in the west, but you

sleep on your stomach with your

face turned towards me, so I can’t avoid your

Square jaw/your haircut/your eyelids/you

I’m sorry I missed your call.

Call me back when you can;

Tell me about your day.

I love you

- Dylan Phillips

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Dank je

Dat je trots op mij bent

Nu

Maar ik heb gewenst

Dat je trots op haar was

Toen

En ook een fijne verjaardag

Voor haar

Thank you

For being proud of me

Right now

But I wish

You would’ve been proud of her

Back then

And happy birthday to her

Aswell

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me: chat what do we think

the angel and devil on my shoulders: can you not call us that please

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me trying to convince myself that the whole spectrum of human emotions is a good and necessary thing to feel even if its not comfortable while im actively experiencing emotions that make me feel like my bones are being dissolved in acid

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"A Shirt Made of Fire", Vardges Petrosyan (translated by metamorphesque)

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Thank you

For being proud of me

Right now

But I wish

You would’ve been proud of her

Back then

And happy birthday to her

Aswell

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a little personal response / tribute to "here's the life i've always longed for" by Anna Haifisch. the original means so much to me, and even though it's hard, I feel like every day i'm making more steps toward finally being on the other side of that fence <:)

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by motamo_

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Leila Chatti, from "Postcard from Gone"

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ELEKTRA by Sophokles, tr. by Anne Carson

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Fantasize

I dreamt a perfect fantasy of you

My knee touched yours

and you didnt pull back

You rested your hand

and gave me your eyes

I melted inside

You tell me you could tell

by the way I talk to you

I didnt pull away

Entangled in eachother

When you touched me so tenderly

You healed the wounds other men had left in me

I woke up longing

for a moment nonexistent

Broken once again

I went back to sleep

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“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating.”

— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

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R.F. Kuang has been slaughtering me this whole book, but when she said, "We have to die to get their pity. We have to die for them to find us noble. Our deaths are great acts of rebellion, a wretched lament that highlights their inhumanity. Our deaths become their battle cry. But I don't want to die." Oh, I felt that.