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trying on a metaphor
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@heylels
do you ever see a person and you are overcome with incredible fondness? and you just think "oh." but not in a romantic or sexual way you are just filled with warmth and it makes you happy, it just does. and you think "i'm so happy you exist. i'm happy you are somewhere out there in the world, doing your thing". it's love but also not entirely
like people are lovely and i feel it in my entire chest like a burning candle that smells like roses and a sunny day
"forgive and forget" wrong, gravity sinkhole
We should all take a break and watch LOTR together.
IF THE ROUTINE NO LONGER SERVES, YOU MUST ALTER THE PATTERN, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?? YOUR LIFE STARTS WITH YOU
been thinking a lot about anticipatory grief lately. i love you so much that i know losing you will devastate me. i haven't lost you yet but i already miss you. we still have time, but it won't be enough. i think about what i would say at your funeral, and say some of it to you now cause i need you to know how loved you are before you go. you will go where i cannot follow, but you will never really leave me. it won't make it hurt less but it is a part of healing somehow.
I really feel tremendous grief for friendships that kind of petered away in the face of life's currents. There are people with whom I formed deep, unique, vibrant, life-changing connections, and then we had to go our separate ways and it was too hard to maintain long-distance. There wasn't a fight, it just sort of faded. And I feel like I have more friendships like this than friendships that have endured, so maybe I just have to get used to it. But if grief is all the love we have left over - well, I never did get to finish loving them. I love them, and I miss them, and I probably always will.
there is love in this story. even in its most brutal end. there is love in the story. how? where? here: here in me telling it to you, in spite of everything. because of everything.
no salvation and no turning of the tide. that's not the point anymore. we were here. oh so briefly. but we were here. we tried. do you know what i mean?
"This story is a tragedy because it didn't have to end this way."
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"This story is a tragedy because it was always going to end this way."
#the best: this story is a tragedy because #there were SO many ways it could have gone differently #but the very fact of the characters’ natures precluded any option but the tragedy (via @curiosity-killed)
you ever know someone and you think “god i love you. i wish we could’ve known eachother when we were carefree and 11. i wish we could’ve played together as kids”
a friend of mine walked me through their childhood diaries and god i wish i could’ve given them a hug. i wish we could’ve played with stuffed animals together
“I don’t know if I’m depressed but I feel like I’m just a weekly laughter and gathering away with good friends from just feeling normal again” is such a vibe.
posts that make me want to rip my heart out part 5
Big fan of characters realizing they don't get to die. They have to live. And grow. And be a person. And deal with shit they thought they'd never have to. And be fucked up about it. I would like more of this. Enough dying for honor or as redemption. It ain't. You're just a corpse. There is no moral value in dirt time.
I think i met an angel on the train
This older man moved my skirt aside and I absent-mindedly said "oh sorry" for being partially in his seat and he said "dont be sorry, this is new york" and then showed me all his poetry about observing the world and living as a restaurant worker during the pandemic and we talked about how i worked in a grocery store and as a bartender so i resonated with his work and he told me "i may never meet you again but it's nice to meet someone worth talking to. I might sound like a world class idiot sage, but you can't be afraid. That's no way to live. You have to trust your humanity." Then he shook my hand and got off the stop before me. Hello. Hello . Hello.
A part of being an adult is living with regret and not allowing it to consume you. The older you get, the more mistakes you’ve made, opportunities you’ve missed, people you’ve disappointed. And every day you have to remind yourself to be kind and forgiving of yourself. You accept and love the you from the past and understand that it’s all a part of the process. Then you move on and live your best life, knowing now as old as you feel today, you’ll never be this young again.
we’re gonna be ok btw
it’s ok if you’re scared. or tired. or unsure. or one million billion other complicated emotions at once. but i’ve decided things are going to be ok anyway. and i will hold that belief close to my heart no matter how scared or tired or lonely or depressed or one million billion other things i am. i will hold onto that. and if you’re scared, you can hold onto me. we can carry each other through
Building a fantasy world is like being the world's most specific historian.
I'm glad we're all in the same boat on this one.
As suggested it's also like being the most specific biologist, chemist, and geologist.
I want you all to know that I read every single tag and reply yall drop in the notes and I love you fellow worldbuilders.
I'm sorry, but this tag fucks supremely.
See also: "'Playing god?' We're not playing." :)
The rammies, the damn rammies. They always get me. I make a thing then realize how that affects another thing, and how the affected thing being affected changes something else, and so on. Just the worse sort of dominoes.
