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natasha
“But home was a dream, one that I’d never seen ‘til you came along”
-Jason Isbell
JAMES STEWART & CARY GRANT THE PHILADELPHIA STORY (1940)
propaganda i am not falling for:
always moving on. some goodbyes need to rot a little. some griefs need to be held in the mouth like a stone.
beauty defined by algorithms. beauty exists in crow feet and smile lines
pretending to be chill. i’m not chill. i care deeply and inconveniently. i read into things. i write poems about eye contact
beige apartments with no soul. give me bookshelves and incense and loud art
sneaky links and unclear intentions. i want devotion. and also clarity
treating books as decor. read them. dog-ear them. argue with them in the margins
i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever
Maturity is realizing your parents were just wounded kids in grown-up bodies, navigating their own trauma in real-time while trying to raise you. It doesn’t excuse the harm, but it helps soften the grip of resentment. And sometimes, healing means forgiving what they never had the tools to fix.
I wonder if anyone’s ever talked to their therapist about me. Mostly because I’ve talked to my therapist about some.
The difference between 2014 and 2019 is insane in my mind and the jump from 2019 to 2024 both feels like it was yesterday and also like it was a different universe
I have a husband who leaves his socks in balls in corners of our home
But I’ve heard his father did the same.
I have a husband who makes me coffee before he leaves for work.
I’ve heard his father was just as thoughtful.
I have a husband who doesn’t wash the dishes
But he carries my emotional weight when I can’t anymore.
I have a husband who takes out the garbage
But more importantly, holds me like I am anything but.
I have a husband, and a teammate and a best friend.
We have a home, a life, and a family.
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already october. that'd freak me out if any year since 2019 had been real. luckily they haven't
Red, White and Royal Blue (2023) + text posts
This movie was so perfectly queer, cheesy, romcom, etc etc.
A gentle path in the marsh
My life will never be this simple. Once I graduate to the next season of life, it will no longer look like being newlyweds in our basement apartment, childless and living life. I am finally, finally striving to be content, and achieving it like 90% of the time. I’ll take those odds. I’m enjoying the woman I am, as much as I’m struggling with my brain right now. I am the best I’ve ever been at loving, and as someone who got it “wrong” for so long, this is nice.