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the way that the open window at nighttime will generate smells that only existed in a dream from when you were 8
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โ Dulce Marรญa Loynaz, from โPoem XCVI,โ in Absolute Solitude: Selected Prose Poems (tr. James OโConnor) (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
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Graduation got me FUCKED up. Fucked I say
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"Eat me until there is no more of me for you to love, eat me down to my marrow, to my core, and as you do โ repeat to me how much i mean to you.โ
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day so frightful im doing my nocturnal yoga with a heating pad as my prop and a joint as my incense
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I want to be read to - not via Audible, but true flesh & blood sitting and absorbing words beside me
I want to hear the low thrum of their blood & the liturgical beat of their heart
Human reading to human a collection of human thoughts, all distinct yet the same
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The darker the roast, the brighter the morning
A wave of caffeine washes over me and carries me out to sea
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having a sympathy for my mother moment... 2 am pass in peace, please
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