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if i look back, i am lost

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I wanted you to be able to lean against me when you are tired. July 6, 1898 Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: a love story in letters (1897-1926)
Attachments are of great seriousness. Choose your attachments carefully. Choose your temple of fanaticism with great care. What you wish to sing of as tragic love is an attachment not carefully chosen.
David Foster Wallace, from ‘Infinite Jest’
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Okay. Come on, then. I love you, get up, we are going to keep going. Repeat this to yourself in a mirror or in a whisper or in the shower or in a shout. I love you, get up, keep going.
I am tired too. It's okay. We will sleep in the car ride over. We will sleep on each other's shoulders. We will sleep upside down and in the laps of new friends and on the bellies of our lovers and in the hands of better tomorrows. We will sleep and we will wake up rested and we will wake up happy and we will wake up home again.
I love you, get up. It's time to write "maybe next time" on our gravesite. It's time to write: it could not kill me, I would not die. It's time to write a love letter to the sun and our one-act play and the history of our keychains. It is time to write a future where despite everything, we are finally warm and safe.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
Get up. Keep going. We are going to be okay.
i want to go everywhere and do everything with you. a few days ago i saw a bald eagle in the wild and i just wanted you to be there so you could see it too. this is the thing about loneliness - it isn't the wild moments or the quiet mornings or the cold tea in another room. it's the sudden, yearning knowledge - living feels better beside you.
“You want to be loved if only to prove it possible: to tell the world that someone saw you as a conquest & came back alive. That above all else, you are worthy of the risk, the effort. You want someone to serve you the evidence: you are not as damned as you think you are. You are not as damned as you think you are.”
— Silas Denver Melvin
“No matter how much I feel, I’m not going to let it out. If I have to cry, I’m gonna cry on the inside. If I have to bleed, I’ll bruise. If my heart starts going crazy, I’m not gonna tell everyone in the world about it. It doesn’t help anything. It just makes everyone’s life worse.”
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via seabois)
Moving parts. The full strip I posted the first part two days ago and I wrote the rest after. This is it all together #kittycatandmanlyman
Bessel van der Kolk, The Body Keeps the Score
Crowns and Garlands
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