Natalie Diaz, When My Brother Was an Aztec
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Natalie Diaz, When My Brother Was an Aztec
This deserves a reblog!
Welder Wings
Searching for God in a dive bar bathroom
Echos of heartbreak is just what I'm used to
I can't go on except I know that I have to
At the end of the day no one can save you
Check engine light's on and I'm running on fumes
It's not new but I wish that I knew
When I could be through
Trying to fight for my goddamn life
Every second I'm alive
And there is no plan
I'm just doing what I can
And I am who I am
But I'm trying to be
Better
Than
That
It's getting bad again
fuck off but like romantically
Woman, Eat Me Whole, Ama Asantewa Diaka
I don’t know who needs to hear this, but I understand why I think I miss a previous partner, they were chaos and I grew up in chaos so of course that ex felt like home to me. Why do i want a home like the one i grew up in? From what I learned, I think for me, it’s because I’m trying to get the chaos to love me back and when that person can’t do it and the relationship ends, I subconsciously seek out the chaos again. The chaos comes in many forms that I’ve experienced trauma in. It doesn’t look the same every time but once the relationship ends, I realize it reminded me of something and it ended up being my childhood. I needed this and I hope this helps anyone else needing some type of explanation for this insanity.
― Anne Carson, Plainwater: Essays and Poetry
tell me why its been a year and I still think about you every day
I wish I could take it back
gonna tell my kids this was bridgerton