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Mike Driver
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tannertan36
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Not today Justin
bliss lane
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Xuebing Du
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What I thought reading as an English major would be: Ah, let me relax under this tree in a warm sweater and read this classic piece of literature.
What reading as an English major actually is: I have two days to read this 500 page novel about a bunch of horrible people who I think are all cheating on each other but I'm not sure because this writing style is nearly incomprehensible.
you deserve to be loved without having to hide the parts of yourself that you think are unlovable.
There’s a big difference between holding a person or circumstance responsible for your emotional pain and recognizing a frightened part of your personality as the cause of it. In the first case, you need to change someone or something outside of you to relieve your pain. In the second case, you need to change yourself in order to eliminate it. This is the difference between reacting and responding: creating with fear and creating with love; pursuing external power and creating authentic power.
Spiritual Partnership by Gary Zukav (via disciples)
Sometimes people will see what I write and ask if I “need to talk” I’m not crying out for help I’m burying the body.
Walter Blake Knoblock (via wildfairy)
Cherries from my poetry collection An Ode to Dead Fish
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Eve, I say, this boy is both Eden and the apple. I bite into one and taste them both.
excerpt from Apples & Elm Trees, Angelea Lowes (via wildfairy)
Grow from the dirt that they left you in
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Love is bigger than the poetry we both make out of it.
Trista Mateer, THE LAST PERSON WHO BROKE MY HEART CONSOLES ME WITH A POEM pt. 3, [redacted] (via wildfairy)
hearing the girl you like calling you baby in a soft voice is like having your heart fall down 7 flights of stairs and exploding
& did you know there is a man I can only talk about in metaphor, the way his tattoos make an avalanche of my mouth (even now)
Brenna Twohy, I Guess I’ll Tell It Like It Is, Forgive Me My Salt (via wildfairy)
note to self 8
