“You’re not a creature in a body. / You exist as the stars exist, / participating in their stillness, their immensity.”
— ‘Telescope,’ a poem by Louise Glück

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we're not kids anymore.
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@ediculed
“You’re not a creature in a body. / You exist as the stars exist, / participating in their stillness, their immensity.”
— ‘Telescope,’ a poem by Louise Glück
content generation cycle resumes
what even is the difference between 21 and 31?
What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
Franz Kafka
can't wait to die someday! can't wait to finally beat the inherent suffering of the human condition by just fucking leaving!
omg the past was over 10 years ago now, october 2012 is over 10 years ago hahahahahahahaa
I AM HAUNTED BY A PAST I CANNOT GO BACK TO !!!!!! anyways
a new, new type of loneliness. not for companionship or nostalgia, just removed and alone in the world.
nothing, just the sheer horror of being alive
35 Xom Chua (Let's Go Back)
Let’s go back to the rabbit tree,
Where we used to run along the asphalt bike path,
Making sure to shake every Magnolia tree in sight,
And the white decaying petals teased our skin,
Let’s go back to the butterfly grove,
Which always seemed to be too quiet for reality,
Because even the frogs remained silent,
But that’s what made it all the more ethereal,
Let’s go back to Jessy’s house,
Where we would lie on our backs on trampolines,
And use cheap binoculars to peek into her brother’s bedroom,
Even long after he had gone away,
Let’s go back to West Lake,
Where we stole planks from a nearby construction site,
And built a tipi of leaves and wood,
With our childish writing carefully adorning it,
Let’s go back to rollerblading and jump ropes,
To dares that seemed impossible and pranks that went too far,
To diaries and chocolate milk, school buses and over-sized Walkmans,
To sleeping on time, bubble baths, bedtime stories and being happy.
“Death rejected me another day his train car full of astonished faces / The road to hell an archipelago of the dumbfounded and bewildered /”
— — Sun Yung Shin, from “Bayonets and Bonfire,” The Wet Hex
“Things didn’t go exactly as planned, but I’m not dead so it’s a win.”
— Andy Weir (via quotemadness)
apologies to anyone who ever thought i was cool and reached out to me only to discover i am just a weird little hermit who can't carry on a conversation to save my life
james longenbach / wendy cope / jon kabat-zinn