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I am good. I am loved.

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where's that picture that ruined my life

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And I will wait for you.

Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov | Caravaggio, Bacchus/The Lute Player/Saint Jerome Writing/Young Sick Bacchus (details)

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–Palestinian poet and editor of Mizna, George Abraham.

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you're losing me // bejeweled

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Ruth Awad, from “Let me be a lamb in a world that wants my lion”

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i hope that when i die there will be an apartment with everyone i’ve ever loved in it and we are together always

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when e.e. cummings said “i’ll live my life if it kills me”

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as the wind blows; antelope valley, california

instagram - twitter - website

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instagram | blowyinthewind

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From Two poems by Mahmoud Darwish

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Grief is an amputation, but hope is incurable hemophilia: you bleed and bleed and bleed.

— David Mitchell, Slade House

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—  At Last the New Arriving by Gabrielle Calvocoressi

[text ID: Dance until your bones clatter. What a prize / you are. What a lucky sack of stars.]