too hard to swallow, itâs not going down

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too hard to swallow, itâs not going down
About Time (2013)
it eats me alive.
I put all my faith in you.
what if you donât love me the same as you used to
Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals
Of Power and Time, Mary Oliverâ from Upstream
Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals
Youâll keep forgiving the one you love, until you hate them
âAs far as words go, âcryingâ is louder and âweepingâ is wetter. When people explain the difference between the two to English-language learners they say that weeping is more formal, can sound archaic in everyday speech. You can hear this in their past tensesâthe plainness of âcriedâ, the velvet cloak of âweptâ. I remember arguing once with a teacher who insisted âdreamtâ was incorrect, dreamed the only proper option. She was wrong, of course, in both philological and moral ways, and ever since Iâve felt a peculiar attachment to the tâs of the past: weep, wept, sleep, slept, leave, left. Thereâs a finality there, a quiet completion, of which âdâ has never dreamt.â
â Heather Christle, from The Crying Book
I can feel the devastation move across every inch of my body, a warmth filling my fingertips and cold consuming the space in my chest
JEAN YOON
âContact Metamorphismâ, To A T (2017);
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to love him is to loathe myself
can you erase it from my mind
Why is it always him