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How do you heal when the damage feels like home?
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we all remember where we were when we heard this lyric for the first time:

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Joy Sullivan, from “Culpable”, Instructions for Traveling West
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It can be so healing to stay up until 3am. Unfortunately, it will also completely ruin your life.
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You belong with me. 💚💛💜❤️🩵🖤
Letter on my site :)
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once these 15 million different stressful situations resolve themselves I’m gonna be so normal again. I can be normal and not exhausted
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mmm oh I can't think about that or I'll die
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You deserve good things, and I want to be one of them.
Ellen Hopkins
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“I’m 24 years old and play this game with myself: buy myself something delicious for the weekend, blueberry muffins or flaky croissants, and forget it by Friday. Saturday morning comes and I am lucky to know me. I wasn’t born knowing how to love me, but I’m learning now; catching up for lost time between us. I keep the windows open. I play oldies throughout every corner of my apartment. I tell the dog how good it feels, at least for today, at least for right now, to be alive.”
— Schuyler Peck, Can’t Get Enough Of My Love
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It’s still so incredibly painful to think about. How do you explain that to someone when you claim you’ve healed?
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Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem
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“Where exactly do you put your hands on somebody who hurts everywhere?”
— Charles D’Ambrosio, The Dead Fish Museum: Stories
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How do I even tell my irls without seeming like I did smtg wrong
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