Ocean Vuong, from On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Ocean Vuong, from On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
John Steinbeck, East of Eden
Rati Saxena, from a poem titled "Mountain Nights," featured in Not a muse : the inner lives of women : a world poetry anthology
Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Boris Pasternak featured in Letters, Summer 1926
Lidia Yuknavitch, from The Chronology Of Water: A Memoir
t shirt that says I MISS EVERYONE I WAS EVER FLEETINGLY CLOSE TO SO MUCH THAT IT KILLS
before sunrise (1995)
Henry Miller in a letter to Anaïs Nin written c. September 1942, from a Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin and Henry Miller, 1932-1953
Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Olive Higgins Prouty written c. 1950, featured in The Collected Letters
the thing is that childhood doesn't just end when you turn 18 or when you turn 21. it's going to end dozens of times over. your childhood pet will die. actors you loved in movies you watched as a kid will die. your grandparents will die, and then your parents will die. it's going to end dozens and dozens of times and all you can do is let it. all you can do is stand in the middle of the grocery store and stare at freezers full of microwave pizza because you've suddenly been seized by the memory of what it felt like to have a pizza party on the last day of school before summer break. which is another ending in and of itself
holy shit just remembered i’m here to laugh and jump and cry and sing and dance and hug and run and play and scream and weep and eat and drink and blast music and have fun and love and love and love and love and love!!!!
music songs and lyrics. its just unbelievable
Charlotte Brontë, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Charlotte Brontë
i don’t know. i’m barely a person. i just want to be kind and hold someone’s hand. eat an ice cream cone. stare at the lake. feel the sun on my skin. lay in the grass. run through a sprinkler. it’s so easy to forget life is supposed to feel like a deep breath and not a gasp
i need (abruptly stops talking & stares at some random fixed point with a vacant expression)
everything is changing and maybe that’s okay
"this too shall pass" sure but have you considered the fact that i don't like the way it's passing