Warsan Shire, from "Extreme Girlhood", Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head
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Warsan Shire, from "Extreme Girlhood", Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head
Rewatched The Good Place for the first time since s4 dropped and. Oh my god. The Good Place said "people are a result of their environment but we always have a moral responsibility to be better" and The Good Place said "every day the world gets a little more complicated and it gets a little harder to be good" and The Good Place said "even in the face of total nihilism, when nothing you do will matter, you still have to at least try. Because trying is better than the alternative" and The Good Place said "if you have bills to pay and shit to deal with you don't have time or energy to become a better person" and then The Good Place really said "people get better when they get external love and support. How can we hold it against them when they don't " and THEN The Good Place really said "no one is irredeemable. Everyone can try to be better today than they were yesterday" AND THEN! The Good Place said "Heaven is just enough time with the people that you love" OH MY FUCKING GOD.
they should make clothes that are designed by people who are familiar with human anatomy & physiology
touch-starvation needs to be written with emphasis on the starving part. you are hungry to be touched. so hungry that even the very taste of it makes you nauseous. it has been long since anything has ever touched you, ever fed you - that your body has grown more used to that gnawing emptiness more than anything else. it's better for you to be held, to eat but it makes you sick to try. you know
(source for poem: two-bees-poetry)
feels so wrong that itll be 2025 soon. fake year. science fiction year
they should invent a sunday that doesn't feel dreadful
I love sitting down in the evening and trying to decide what activity I should do to unwind and then realizing an hour later that I have neither done an activity nor unwound
"you're so chill" thanks i don't care about anything anymore
yeah well. I'll jump off that bridge when I come to it.