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“Trying to train the awkward wing of my ass to fly…”
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Sam Sax, “Learning to Twerk Alone in My Room”
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“I saw my heart in the eyes of my mother. It was too small to save her.”
— Hanif Abdurraqib, from The Crown Ain’t Worth Much
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From Neil’s Hilborn’s book, OUR NUMBERED DAYS. Check out his latest book, THE FUTURE, now available!
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*listens to an acoustic performance*
ohhh so that’s what they’re saying
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My whole life I grew up never belonging to any place. I grew up being different from anything I held dear to me. You see, the people I loved the most would reject my self-ness. I was not like anybody. I was a term they could not define. The people I loved the most made me the most lonely. I struggled to be lovable. I would have so much to offer. but it meant nothing, no one could sustain me anyway. My soul would struggle to escape my body at the thought of it. I got to twenty-one and I still felt like running away. I was bold in my sacrifices for my people in return for their acceptance. I wanted them to stop the ache I felt in my heart. Desperately and foolishly. I felt different all the time. I knew what kind of effect I had on people, but it was not enough for me to stay. I cannot count how many times I almost packed my bags for the love of me. I truly only belonged to my heart. I only wanted to eat my heart out on my own.
#3 from The Essays by Royla Asghar (via poems-of-madness)
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Like the moon that showed up at the sky— in the cold morning— of tomorrow, I always wait for your heart, to recognize me, even if it already beats for someone else.
ma.c.a // Sun (via vomitingwords)
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