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@enuier
Goodbyes have always been so deeply painful for me, and I don’t see this one letting me off the hook any easier than ever before. I keep thinking if I can analyze the situation enough, then maybe I can crack the code and nothing will have to hurt anymore. Instead I just think myself into oblivion, and come out the other side feeling every bit as defeated as I did to start.
Mary Oliver, from “The Moths”, Dream Work
John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings
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at the end of the day I undress take the day off of my shoulders, unclip the love from my back, spread it out on the bed, and lay down in it. we have to remember to be gentle with ourselves, to say today I will love this part right here, because yesterday it was hard for me.
Key Ballah (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)
Keep finding myself in the same situations over and over again with no idea which specific decisions steered me in the wrong direction.
Wait, hold on, when did Tumblr ban posts containing nudity or “adult content”? I am upset. Clearly I haven’t been here in a while.
Everybody’s born with some different thing at the core of their existence. And that thing, whatever it is, becomes like a heat source that runs each person from the inside. I have one too, of course. Like everybody else. But sometimes it gets out of hand. It swells or shrinks inside me, and it shakes me up. What I’d really like to do is find a way to communicate that feeling to another person. But I can’t seem to do it. They just don’t get it. Of course, the problem could be that I’m not explaining it very well, but I think it’s because they’re not listening very well. They pretend to be listening, but they’re not, really. So I get worked up sometimes, and I do some crazy things.
Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
Original artworks from Paper Brite Book by Juliana Horner.
Direct link to her shop.
Lee Brown Coye (1907-1981), “Fantastic”, Vol. 12, #4, 1963 Source
Spent time away from home visiting some very dear friends this past weekend. Found out about some things that broke my heart all over again, years later, but made memories I will cherish always and was reminded once more that I am surrounded by individuals who are good and kind and present if I would only just give them the opportunity to be. Despite being forced to finish letting go of what I once remembered to be beautiful, I am so thankful for those who have stayed over the years despite the distance in miles and in me.
