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me: it is so important to be nice to people! i love being kind and making people happy! i want to be patient with people!
someone: *makes chewing noises*
me: i will break into your house and kill you and your entire family
“I am a garden of black and red agonies.”
— Sylvia Plath
Them: you don’t give a shit about ANYTHING!
Me, an intellectual: you’re saying it like it’s a bad thing.
from “In the Pines” by Alice Notley
I fear That I shall forget. And I am afraid of forgetting and of the burden of my memory.
Mahmoud Darwish, from “Fear,” of “This Dried-up Leaf Is Nothing but Words,” in “I Don’t Want This Poem to End,” I Don’t Want This Poem to End, transl. by Mohammad Shaheen (Interlink Books, 2017)
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Excerpt from ‘The Glass Essay’ by Anne Carson
im permanently emotionally damaged but it’s chill, I’m chill
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“BELLADONNA, n. In Italian a beautiful lady; in English a deadly poison. A striking example of the essential identity of the two tongues.”
— Ambrose Bierce, The Devil’s Dictionary (via aangs)
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“I stay up every night until the early hours so that at some point the only creatures awake are me and the birds and the dawn can wash away everything of the day before.”
— me and the birds // a poem