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words-at-night · 6 months
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iambrillyant · 3 months
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“your gut instinct is not a liar, those initial feelings exist for a reason, sit on them if you need to, process whether your feelings are valid or just projections, but never dismiss your intuition when the signs are staring you in the face and your nervous system is agreeing.”
— iambrillyant
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creepyjoker · 11 months
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The most dangerous place I can be is in my head
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rawhoneybliss · 5 months
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"You are worthy enough to be loved in all your forms."
— Raw Honey Bliss
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wedarkacademia · 2 years
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― Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
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herlostlover · 1 year
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Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous.
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stranger2myself · 3 months
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And sometimes, in the face of strangers, i happen to find the reminiscence of us
- Curator
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wnq-writers · 5 months
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They called me a dreamer like it was a bad thing, until my dreams started to come true.
Ekta Somera
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bookboundnewsletter · 5 months
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- Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
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illusionofyou · 2 years
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Oh to find someone who can handle your overthinking…
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words-at-night · 7 months
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ardent-reflections · 8 months
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I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.
Virginia Woolf
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spilledwordsbybee · 1 month
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The Hardest Goodbye.
It is when you have to leave the one you thought was it, the one you thought you'd marry, you'd grow old with, you'd have kids with.
Instead of that you're left with pain, silence, yourself and doubt.
Questioning if love is even real, and if it is, if you deserve to have it.
Revisiting every memory, every word, every situation overanalysing what was true and what was a lie, looking at it from across a glass window like a stranger.
No longer trusting anyone because the one you trusted with your life, fucking betrayed you.
You broke yourself loving them, and now you're too fucking empty, too fucked up to open up or love.
You need time for yourself. To reconnect with, to heal and to forgive yourself.
Because even though you think this is all your fault, it isn't your fault you fell for his games, gaslighting and manipulations and so stupidly trusted him.
Its not your fault you see the best in people and you have a caring heart.
All I ask is that you be careful.
-Bee (10/10/22)
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i-wrotethisforme · 3 months
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Our lives go by in seconds. One day you’re begging the last 40 seconds of your peloton workout to go by faster and then you blink and you have two kids and your 40th birthday is next week and those 40 seconds that felt like they’d never end were ten years ago. So next time you find yourself wishing you could fast forward time just remember that pretty soon you’ll be wishing you could slow it down. Don’t take one second of right now for granted because one day you’re staring at the clock in detention in 7th grade and it feels like time is going by so slow and somehow those minutes turn into years and all of a sudden you’re picking up your own kid from the 7th grade dance and you have no idea how you got there at all
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herlostlover · 1 year
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Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall to the floor crying. And then, however much later, it is finally happening to you: you’re falling to the floor crying thinking, “I am falling to the floor crying,” but there’s an element of the ridiculous to it — you knew it would happen and, even worse, while you’re on the floor crying you look at the place where the wall meets the floor and you realize you didn’t paint it very well.
 Richard Siken
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fy-perspectives · 3 months
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“Because here's something else that's weird but true: in the day-to day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship. And the compelling reason for maybe choosing some sort of god or spiritual-type thing to worship—be it JC or Allah, be it YHWH or the Wiccan Mother Goddess, or the Four Noble Truths, or some inviolable set of ethical principles—is that pretty much anything else you worship will eat you alive. If you worship money and things, if they are where you tap real meaning in life, then you will never have enough, never feel you have enough. It's the truth. Worship your body and beauty and sexual allure and you will always feel ugly. And when time and age start showing, you will die a million deaths before they finally grieve you. On one level, we all know this stuff already. It's been codified as myths, proverbs, clichés, epigrams, parables; the skeleton of every great story. The whole trick is keeping the truth up front in daily consciousness.”
David Foster Wallace, This Is Water: Some Thoughts, Delivered on a Significant Occasion, about Living a Compassionate Life
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