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suddenly I’m eight, in a hospital, watching my dad walk into my mothers room.
Alone.
Estranged lovers.
They were never meant to be.
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Bears In Trees out here stitching up my inner child (thanks dude)
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“Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.” - Luke 23:34
sooo… jesus art got me to 10k on twitter😳, here is some more art, i can’t draw wolves, or clothes, or anything really
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Forugh Farrokhzad, tr. by Sholeh Wolpé, from “Reborn”, Sin
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‘you’re so mature for your age’ yeah, childhood trauma does that.
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adam wakes up, probes his side. rib gone, wound sticky. god's fingers have touched a place that will never be touched again. how does adam not curl up, swell and fall, beg god to touch him again. to touch him everywhere else. not just ribs but cheek, inner thigh, lap. the worst part of the side-wound is not that god penetrated you but that he won't do it again
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Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova; "First Song,"
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if you can't handle me at my 'chat am i cooked', you don't deserve me at my 'we are so back'
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“Good conversation turns me on. A connection between two people, a mental one first.”
— Brian Molko
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Keep your messaging simple:
“Trump fired everyone in charge of airplane safety, and a week later planes started crashing into each other.”
That’s it. That’s the messaging. Don’t get bogged down disputing Trump’s false claims. Just blame him, in short and repeatable sentences.
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