Margaret Atwood, Morning in the Burned House; from ‘Morning in the Burned House’
TEXT ID: In the burned house I am eating breakfast. You understand: there is no house, there is no breakfast, yet here I am.

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Margaret Atwood, Morning in the Burned House; from ‘Morning in the Burned House’
TEXT ID: In the burned house I am eating breakfast. You understand: there is no house, there is no breakfast, yet here I am.
i will love you forever
i will listen to your silence forever. As my final act of love i will wait for you forever.
My act of love will last forever, my final silence for you is my final act of love.
Okay so you did your big one with this bye.
hey hey HEY how do you not cry in a bus while applying the lessons taught by what you’re reading to yourself and having depressive thoughts because it’s all in your head and HOW DO YOU STOP
oh so some people can just listen to a song and understand the lyrics
what if you’re all lying
not even an exaggeration
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Not sure why but this entire paragraph just rubbed me raw; tore me to pieces and then left me there on the floor. The emotions just overflowing from the page - I cannot describe it. All I know that all goodbyes are incredibly tough.
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Single-handedly just became one of my favourite characters. A slob that is going to be taken off his high horse AND a drunken asshole all at once? SAY LESS.
oh my god. most of life really is about the little things. a good haircut, a nice playlist, trying a new recipe that turns out well, a poem that hits home, a comfortable spot in the sun, spontaneous messages, a pen you enjoy writing with, tea with the right temperature to drink, buying that thing you’ve been eyeing for a while, a warm bed. yeah im so grateful for the small joys