Stella☆

Everything that was broken has forgotten its brokenness -Mary Oliver

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I want to cry into someone else's arms

Instead of crying into pillows

Screaming anguish into suffocation

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[petitworld]

[via]

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Summer sits on your shelf in a sugar jar.

Becoming stickier and sweeter as the years go by.

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These days, I feel as though I'm on calm waves. The highs are good enough, and the lows feel like discomfort at most. The sun shines just right with the right amount of clouds for shade. The waves rock my body to a calming rhythm. They may throw me off balance once in a while. The saltwater may sting a little, but these things don't matter. I am still afloat, and it's been a while since it's stormed.

Diary entry from August 5th last year.

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Everything stays right where you left it

Everything stays, but it still changes

Ever so slightly, daily and nightly

In little ways, when everything stays

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How has Spring been treating you so far?

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[moominirl]