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You hurt my feelings which was interesting to me

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thank you for reblogging my 10-note flop post you are like a wife to me

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“All night you waited for morning, all morning / for afternoon, all afternoon for night; / and still the longing sings.”

— Ruth Stone, from “At Eighty-three She Lives Alone,” In the Next Galaxy (Copper Canyon Press, 2002)                                    

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Stacy

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my loves henry and camilla <3

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On November 5, 1917, 100 years ago today, Wilfred Owen wrote a gorgeous love letter to fellow gay World War I poet Siegfried Sassoon. It continues to be one of my favorite love letters of all time.

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“I like misty autumn mornings, and cold snowy winter nights. Rainstorms bring me inner peace, thunder sets my soul alight. I care not for summer, days too long, the heavy heat. Give me candlelight evenings, early darkness, a silent street.”

— Natalia Crow

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“There is an ache that begins in the sound of an old blues song. It becomes a house where all the lights have gone out but one. And it burns and burns until there is only the blue smoke of dawn and everyone is sleeping in someone’s arms even the flowers even the sound of a thousand silences. And the arms of night in the arms of day. Everyone except me.”

— Joy Harjo, In Mad Love and War; “Summer Night”

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We often want it so badly that we ruin it before it begins. Overthinking. Fantasizing. Imagining. Expecting. Worrying. Doubting. Just let it naturally evolve

Unknown (via thoughtkick)

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the power i’d have if i had any self esteem………

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Perpetual care, 1961

Andrew Wyeth

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come, celebrate its harvest with me