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on dissociation:

skin  disintegrates to static there is no longer  a barrier between

     boneandbed

blood buzzes, organs  whirr  like an error message from body to earth:      </ we’ve been disconnected >

there is no longer a person  between       sky      and    ground

just an object that stirs in white noise: sprawled out and pulsating  

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Big math news! It’s been thirty years since mathematicians last found a convex pentagon that could “tile the plane.” The latest discovery (by Jennifer McLoud-Mann, Casey Mann, and David Von Derau) was published earlier this month. Full story.

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i’ve been in a really weird mood for the last couple of weeks. i thought i was just going through a depressive episode, but i’m starting to think it’s more about a core dissatisfaction with my current situation. like my whole life needs feng shui

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I’m FEELING IT (C.B)(7.27.18)

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* exhales *

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me seeing purple flowers on a lawn: that’s the prettiest thing i’ve ever seen

me seeing sunlight hit the waves of the sea: that’s the prettiest thing i’ve ever seen

me seeing raindrops sparkle colorfully on a bus stop bench at night: that’s the

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on psychological defense mechanisms:

small things build up like castles from sand the occasional shoulder ache and muscle twitch and  the places on my legs that burn as if I’m getting stung over and  over         six months ago my dentist told me that I need gum surgery        I missed our last appointment        but, I’ve been flossing like he said and  the tickle that moves through my arm like a tiny little ant and               my ribs hurt. and my nails are brittle, I’ve been trying to fix them for months, with an oil that’s supposed to strengthen them but I can’t find it anywhere I washed my hair, and did a face-mask, and                      found a swollen lymph node today.                      I noticed it on my neck while looking in the bathroom mirror                      bulging out just below my right ear and                      when I touched it it felt like                        a rock beneath my skin                             and it hurt these things come and go like, I’ve had an unusual lump under my chin for almost a year and sometimes I forget that it’s there, and sometimes                                    I can’t stop thinking about it. at night I drink cold water and take hot showers scrub my body with Korean washcloth because I like that way it makes my skin feel smooth like a baby my nails keep breaking while I make my bed I hope that I find that oil soon

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If I Give You The Knife, Would You Take It?

alright, so this is the part where you kill me and run away you always close your eyes at this part, every time

do i have to hold your hand

before the split of the salt sea before we knew what kissing was i kissed you by the reeds

i’ve written a hundred versions of youthey’re lying around heresomewhere-gathering dustsomehow,drowning under the plethora

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window seat (inspired by an ask submitted by anonymous) (C.B)(6.18.18)

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i felt cute today

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on infinity:

what if i waste all  this time trying to find ways to spend it wisely? 

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The Waterfall:

you spill yourself from above punch the ground with a roar pour down with a force that breaks rock then flow away unrepentantly free

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a casket in the dark:

does it make a difference whether  it’s in the middle of a field  or buried below? it all feels the same without light 

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on time:

a book that i’ll read one day, sits under a pile  and waits quietly

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on change:

the clock on the wall ticks the same way everyday and watches the world  

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on consistency:

instead of going,  then stopping. then going. i  should just go, or stop. 

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I dreamt of you - you were strong and you were beautiful and you held me.

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