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I don't want to escape the cycle of death and rebirth. I love it here. I'll be anything at all
i can’t wait to be saved miraculously and get out of all of my predicaments
some by Kolatkar
I don’t want chaos. I want calm. I want laughter in the kitchen. Late nights where we don’t rush. Consistency. Loyalty. I choose you. Every day. Not loud. Not messy. Just solid. Real.
wait by Faraj Bou al-Isha tr. Khaled Mattawa
And Then I Tried by Rene Ricard
imagine if i did my work. if i sat down and Did it. and it was Done. can you even imagine such a thing
What really ticks me off when talking about ai is when people are like "it's unavoidable" or "you'll have to learn to use it someday" or "its going to be part of the future" like no it's plenty avoidable actually if you have a spine stronger than a dandelion. You simply say "no" and continue to use your own goddamn brain.
Listen. I’m the girl of your dreams
is it morally okay to pray that your crush’s relationship doesn’t work out
In Passing
by Lisel Mueller
How swiftly the strained honey of afternoon light flows into darkness
and the closed bud shrugs off its special mystery in order to break into blossom
as if what exists, exists so that it can be lost and become precious
How Lucky We Are That You Can't Sell a Poem
by Gregory Orr
How lucky we are That you can’t sell A poem, that it has No value. Might As well Give it away.
That poem you love, That saved your life, Wasn’t it given to you?
I will succeed because I'm crazy. 2025 mantra
Oliver Baez Bendorf, “Everything All at Once”
can we please for the love of god waste our short and meaningless lives together
What’s your typical day like?
i wake up. i malfunction. i call it a day
I'm VERY obsessed w my personal space & alone time, so if I wanna spend time & talk to you, you’re very special to me..