“i wish i had an extra couple days to study :(” sounds familiar right? well THESE are your extra couple days. stop wasting your time. stop wishing for more time.

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“i wish i had an extra couple days to study :(” sounds familiar right? well THESE are your extra couple days. stop wasting your time. stop wishing for more time.
I owe my academic career to my rival. I’ve never spoken to her, not one time, but she is in every single one of my classes (suspicious) and sometimes the only way I can bring myself to study is the fact that I know that girlie is at least a week ahead of me on readings and that is unacceptable.
no one gives a single fuck about you.
go study.
poetry is a fundamental food group if you dont read a decent poem once or twice a month you get soul anemic bone tired and all that
Draw badly. Write nonsensically. Embroider messily. Burn what you bake and cook. Get paint everywhere. Read half a book. Lose your mind for a bit. Plant things. Have faith in the process. Abandon 70 wood-carving projects. Get a kit and do some of it and never return to it. Get comfortable with sucking and losing motivation. Continue to create with reckless abandon.
stories where the past is a wound that refuses to heal
ok stories where the past is an itch you keep absentmindedly scratching and wonder why the burning is getting worse
all i’m saying is: the past is a bodily sensation
The Longing To Air Trips by Artem Chebokha, 2020
Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness
anyone else remember being like 13 years old and watching that scene in how to train your dragon (2010) where hiccup carefully navigates the maze of lines toothless has drawn between them without breaking or stepping on any of them and with his back to toothless and eyes shut to demonstrate how he’s willing to put total faith in him not to harm him or run away and to show humility and a desire to establish a natural bond of mutual trust instead of the arrogance to try to force toothless to submit to his will and hearing the music crescendo and fade into silence as he finally crosses the last obstacle so that they’re standing mere inches from one another, tension built on years of bad blood between their two races, so immense it’s almost like a physical barrier, separating them, and after what feels like forever toothless presses his nose gently into hiccup’s outstretched palm and it fits perfectly like it was made solely for that specific purpose, and feeling all the hairs on your neck stand up and a stifling sensation that brought actual tears to your eyes rise in your throat as it touched something profound and full of unspeakable yearning inside you
You just want a dragon
Well of course I want a fucking dragon
addicted to reading women explaining much better than me what i exactly feel about everything
On August: A Day of Summer by Betty Miles, illustrated by Remy Charlip, 1960 / Fiend by Jasmine Ledesma / Snoopy :) / The Pond by Mary Oliver / Sylvia Plath / @fortuneaday / @brucespringsteendotcom / Tuck Everlasting by Natalie Babbitt
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on shame and yearning (pt.2)
Sources:
S.T., "300122," Tumblr, January 30, 2022, https://www.tumblr.com/ryebreadgf/674840497145233408/300122-st.
Silas Denver Melvin, "love as an act of merciful conquer," Tumblr, November 2, 2021, https://www.tumblr.com/sweatermuppet/669052643259432960/from-love-as-an-act-of-merciful-conquer-by-silas.
chandajaan, Tumblr, accessed via https://rockboci.tumblr.com/post/674728141263093760.
Richard Siken, "Birds Hover the Trampled Field," in War of the Foxes (April 28, 2015).
Emily Palermo, "What I Could Never Confess Without Some Bravado," The Rising Phoenix Review, March 15, 2016, https://therisingphoenixreview.com/2016/03/15/what-i-could-never-confess-without-some-bravado-by-emily-palermo/.
Georges Bataille, My Mother/Madame Edwarda/The Dead Man (January 1, 1966).
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (April 1, 2000).
Frank O'Hara, "Homosexuality," Poetry Foundation, May 1970, https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/browse?contentId=31570.
Heather Havrilesky, "I'm Broke and Mostly Friendless, and I've Wasted My Whole Life," The Cut, November 28, 2018, https://www.thecut.com/2018/11/im-broke-and-friendless-and-ive-wasted-my-whole-life.html.
Lucille Clifton, "climbing," in The Book of Light (July 1, 1992).
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