Lodged
by Robert Frost
The rain to the wind said, "You push and I'll pelt." They so smote the garden bed That the flowers actually knelt, And lay lodged -- though not dead. I know how the flowers felt.

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we're not kids anymore.
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Lodged
by Robert Frost
The rain to the wind said, "You push and I'll pelt." They so smote the garden bed That the flowers actually knelt, And lay lodged -- though not dead. I know how the flowers felt.
I still think about you,
Not every day, but close.
The longing isnt new
And much smaller is the dose.
But iv learned to find you
In small and hidden ways,
In places that i never knew
That you could linger and stay.
I feel you in the sun,
The warm rays upon my face,
The morning light that wakes me up
But leaves only just a trace.
Im with you in the forest,
The murmuring of the woods;
I feel your presence next to me
How close once, you stood
I know you in a song,
The ones i play and hear,
Your voice it calls to me again
But nevermore will you draw near.
Now i know we’ll never speak,
Or see each other ever again,
But in my heart youll always be
Much more than a lost friend.
“I heard a Fly buzz”
by Emily Dickinson
I heard a Fly buzz — when I died — The Stillness in the Room Was like the Stillness in the Air — Between the Heaves of Storm —
The Eyes around — had wrung them dry — And Breaths were gathering firm For that last Onset — when the King Be witnessed — in the Room —
I willed my Keepsakes — signed away What portions of me be Assignable — and then it was There interposed a Fly —
With Blue — uncertain stumbling Buzz — Between the light — and me — And then the Windows failed — and then I could not see to see —
i fear i may have grown too old for tumblr
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fuck a comfort tv show, what’s ur comfort video game playthrough
i’ve warmed up significantly towards the concept of small talk ever since i learned that its sole purpose is to make friendly noises.
as long as you smile and nod, people are satisfied. it’s just to show that you are nice and there with good intentions. we’re small in a big world and have to rely on other people to be decent to us. so we do our little human dance to each other to say, “i’m not here to hurt you. here’s something we have in common, like the weather or sports or itchy sweaters, so we both know we’re on the same team. we both agree on a basic fact, like that it is rainy or that being itchy is uncomfortable, and this proves we can get along. i’m being light-hearted and non-threatening right now.”
small talk isn’t to get to know a person. it’s just a greeting to affirm you’re buddies in the universe.
i am motivated by wanting the other person to know i am friendly, so i have gotten pretty decent at small talk when i used to hate it.
"the world you grew up in is gone" but not in a reactionary "there are too many brown people" way more like i woke up one day and suddenly everyone is illiterate and believes jewish people are literal demonic pedophiles, raw dairy and steak cure cancer, and AI chatbots are their friends. and i want the old world back
#crysobbing
...consulting with the tadpole probably
by Bhaal...
not my circus not my monkeys but thanks to my mutuals i know some of the lore
Burnout is a jockey and he's riding me to death.
I also think that all the "um okay knives out & glass onion were good. Wrap it up now" posts are so funny. You're tripping if you think there's not going to be at least five Benoit Blanc films lol
What part of "the detective franchise is back babey" did you not get. There were 14 Poirot films and that's not counting the show which was a standard season for most of its run. 69 Columbo episodes. Like it or hate it you are going to be seeing Benoit Blanc until the day he stops making money and then some.
He hasn't even been on a train yet for fucks sake
HE HASN'T EVEN BEEN ON A TRAIN YET!!!!
me having a weird time: man this weird time sucks! i don't feel like myself! i wish i was having a normal time!
me having a normal time: well the weird time did have a certain je ne sais quoi...
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