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a promise to myself - ribbon on paper
one time a being of pure light & truth appeard to me and started saying some bullshit but i ignored it
Dust by Dorianne Laux
Someone spoke to me last night, told me the truth. Just a few words, but I recognized it. I knew I should make myself get up, write it down, but it was late, and I was exhausted from working all day in the garden, moving rocks. Now, I remember only the flavor — not like food, sweet or sharp. More like a fine powder, like dust. And I wasn’t elated or frightened, but simply rapt, aware. That’s how it is sometimes — God comes to your window, all bright light and black wings, and you’re just too tired to open it.
the problem is i really do love staying up until one billion o'clock. it just cant be helped
How about Other people start worrying about how I perceive them
somewhere on the kashubian countryside
no one is coming to save you its true its true someone might be coming to hang outttttttttt though. someday
Dont ask me whats up i have done nothing since we last talked 3 years ago
the mind is uncomfortable and the body she is also uncomfortable
somewhere on the kashubian countryside
Sighs loudly and dramatically in a way that suggests I desire attention
My hope for whoever is reading this is that your life starts making sense and coming together. I hope the good days are right around the corner for you.
Let's all be annoying as fuck today
on this day in 1953 shirley jackson sent this to an unhappy reader
Kim Addonizio, from Wild Nights: New & Selected Poems; “Pareidolia”
hey has anyone found a way to act on your desires without opening yourself to failure