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(wanting to make a post about something but it reveals too much about your personal life) i have had a negative experience
"If I were orpheus I wouldn't look back"
But we look back everyday- rechecking emails, making sure a friend is still behind you, checking to see if you remebered to pick up your keys. It's second nature, a habit of care.
It was second nature for him too. He looked back, not out of weakness, but love. For what is love, if not to look back?
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ROBBY DEALING WITH ADDICTS ↳ PROFESSIONAL VS PERSONAL
your vaguely awkward and socially inept vibe has captivated me
yes it goes both ways
MEL 📣 KING 📣 IS 📣 AN 📣 ADULT 📣 WOMAN 📣 WITH 📣 A 📣 MEDICAL 📣 DEGREE 📣 AND 📣 IS 📣 A 📣 PRACTICING 📣 PHYSICIAN 📣 AND 📣 IS 📣 THE 📣 PRIMARY 📣 CAREGIVER 📣 FOR 📣 HER 📣 SISTER 📣 SHE 📣 IS 📣 VERY 📣 CAPABLE 📣 OF 📣 MAKING 📣 HER 📣 OWN 📣 DECISIONS 📣 SO 📣 STOP 📣 EQUATING 📣 HER 📣 TO 📣 A 📣 CHILD 📣 SO 📣 IF 📣 SHE 📣 WANTS 📣 TO 📣 FUCK 📣 THAT 📣 LOSER 📣 DRUG 📣 ADDICT 📣 WHO 📣 LOOKS 📣 AT 📣 HER 📣 LIKE 📣 SHE 📣 IS 📣 THE 📣 SUN 📣 LET 📣 HER 📣
period
rawest fucking hozier lyrics in no particular order:
i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight
heat of her breath in my mouth; im alive
i’d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground
idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword
and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came
every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside
the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen
if I was born as a blackthorn tree i’d wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies
some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do
before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea
betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight
i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me
screaming the name of a foreigner’s god; the purest expression of grief
sweet and right and merciful, i’m all but washed in the tide of her breathing
but you don’t know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you
so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you
my head was war, my skin was soaked, I called your name ‘til the fever broke
be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking
remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn
i listen to all of these on reg so much that sometimes i forget how fkn unreal Hozier is as a lyricist. like are you kidding.
bell hooks mentioned going through a time in her life where she was severely depressed and suicidal and how the only way she got through it was through changing her environment: She surrounded her home with buddhas of all colors, Audre Lorde’s A Litany for Survival facing her as she wakes up, and filling the space she saw everyday with reinforcing objects and meaningful books. She asks herself each day, “What are you going to do today to resist domination?” I also really liked it when she said that in order to move from pain to power, it is crucial to engage in “an active rewriting of our lives.”
I have come to think of the suicidal impulse as the brain waving a flag to say three things:
something needs to change here
this is urgent
I don’t know how to do it
death is the ultimate metaphor for drastic change. it’s a general specific. whatever your problems are, it is very likely that dead people don’t have to deal with them. a real solution to your problems may demand a very narrow range of action that’s likely to be out of reach at this moment, but death is sold on every street corner, so it feels like a more realistic fantasy than happiness.
you don’t really want to die per se but it’s also not completely random chemicals swamping your brain for no reason. you want the pain to stop, you want to be somewhere else, you want to be someone else. it’s urgent. you don’t know how to do it. the end is not the end but a means that feels within your reach right now.
this is the wisdom of bell hooks: daily rituals of meaning and resistance and solidarity are part of slowly building a future where you can make the change you really need. and only alive people can do that. every step you take towards change and power is another step away from death.
no offense but like. i crossed a line, and you followed close behind. we were cherry red in your forest green 1993 grand cherokee. you knew the scenic route. i knew the shortcut, and shut my mouth. isn't that what love's about? doing whatever, to draw it out? this is bliss, this is hell. forever is a feeling and i know it well. i'm no good with faces and names, places or dates, zip codes and timezones. but i remember everywhere we've ever been and when. i remember thinking you were pretty when we met. i'm reading you like road signs—tell me where to go. my wrists are in your zip tie, 25 to life, why not? yeah, you're smart, but you're dumb at heart, and that's a good start. this is bliss, this is hell. forever is a feeling and i know it well. forever is a feeling and i know it well.