a zig-zag partnership of intricate particulars

♥ Childlike, I danced in a dream; Blessings emblazoned that day Everything glowed with a gleam; Yet we were looking away! --thomas hardy~the self-unseeing-- ♥ --IF YOU'RE NOT ANGRY, YOU'RE NOT PAYING ATTENTION.--

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The girl's a beast, I call her Karma She'll eat your heart out, like Jefferey Dommer Try your best not to lead her on Her heart is on steroids cuz her love is so strong You'll fall in love when you meet her If you get a chance you better keep her She'll swear by you but if you break her heart, she'll turn cold as a freezer A fairytale ending with a knight in shining armor She'll be my sleeping beauty, Imma put her in a coma Dammit I think I love her, Shorty's so bad She's strong and I don't care Got me like a rollercoaster, turn her bedroom into a fair Her love is like a drug, I was going to hit it and quit it But Lil Mama's so dope, I messed around and got addicted

[eatsleepdraw]

Tranquility

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It's all a matter of perspective, wouldn't you say?

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Hell hath no fury like a white man with his feelings hurt.

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“anyone lived in a pretty how town with up so floating many bells down

...

one day anyone died i guess (and noone stooped to kiss his face) busy folk buried them side by side  little by little and was by was”

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A problem cannot be solved in the same level of consciousness which created it.

Albert Einstein --- Let the waltz begin

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P.S. If this is Austin, I still love you.

Blake Shelton #brokenheart

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“It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!” It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children. It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.” ― Oriah Mountain Dreamer

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I love women and want to be with women, because only they realize what my body is up against. what I am up against.

[rupikaur-deactivated20170926]

page 157 from milk and honey

this is the last poem I will share from the book  the other 120 will be our little secret

[dynastylnoire]

rupikaur this is tattoo worthy.

thank you for sharing your work with us.

it’s beautiful

[ashobrien-deactivated20230718]

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How do you lead a horse to water and make it drink?

[paradoxicalissue]

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...a tangled lace of arms and legs...

[aureat]

I hope you all find someone who gives you cute names and tells you it’s adorable when you do embarrassing things and hugs you when it’s early in the morning and makes you feel like you have a whole disneyland fireworks show going off inside your body and never ever lets you go 

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waiting for this. and at the same time, terrified of what to do with it once it arrives.

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Bruce Wayne: Criminals aren’t complicated, Alfred. Just have to figure out what he’s after.

Alfred Pennyworth: With respect Master Wayne, perhaps this is a man that *you* don’t fully understand, either. A long time ago, I was in Burma. My friends and I were working for the local government. They were trying to buy the loyalty of tribal leaders by bribing them with precious stones. But their caravans were being raided in a forest north of Rangoon by a bandit. So, we went looking for the stones. But in six months, we never met anybody who traded with him. One day, I saw a child playing with a ruby the size of a tangerine. The bandit had been throwing them away.

Bruce Wayne: So why steal them?

Alfred Pennyworth: Well, because he thought it was good sport. Because some men aren’t looking for anything logical, like money. They can’t be bought, bullied, reasoned, or negotiated with. Some men just want to watch the world burn.

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Talking in bed ought to be easiest, Lying together there goes back so far, An emblem of two people being honest. Yet more and more time passes silently Outside, the wind's incomplete unrest Builds and disperses clouds about the sky, And dark towns heap up on the horizon. None of this cared for us. Nothing shows why At this unique distance from isolation It becomes still more difficult to find Words at once true and kind Or not untrue and not unkind.

'Talking in Bed' by Philip Larkin 1964

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My house is wallpapered with lies.

A Memory A Monologue A Rant and A Prayer

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THE DEFINITION OF INSANITY IS:

We’ve been friends... No, you-can-kiss-me-anytimers just until someone newer comes along.

(Two years go by.)

DOING THE SAME THING How many times have you invited me over and seemed interested in keeping this friendship going?

OVER And every.single.time.I.get.excited. and.look.forward.to.it. “I’ll pick you up, we can make sandwiches to take to the creek then love each other for awhile?” Sounds beautiful. “Okay see you then peaches.”

(Guess what never happened)

AND OVER “I want to hang out. Let’s have lunch this week. You can tell me everything. I am a good listener. Come over Thursday and sleep here.” Yes. Oh honey, you know I am going to spend the next few days looking forward to seeing you.

AND OVER “Oh sorry tomorrow isn’t going to work out, I just realized I have a—” An excuse. That’s what you meant to say.

AGAIN You asked what I wanted for my birthday. This was my answer:

Really what I’d like for my birthday is to spend time with you. Let’s watch a movie at your place or mine. I don’t care really. I love YOU.

“No, it’s not a good idea.”

AND EXPECTING “Lets do dinner in at my place. I’ll pick something up for us and you sleep over?”

A I finally took a stand: I’m back now! We can finally commence to plan the ‘Girls Night’ that in all actuality, will probably never happen.

DIFFERENT “I just painted my whole room. You must see it!” So I come to visit without announcement and you turn me away before I enter the room.

RESULT The responsibility is now on me. After all of this. I’m the insane one. The only way this could hurt more is if you were ACTUALLY cheating on me.