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Claire Keane
Cosmic Funnies

Love Begins

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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todays bird
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Keni
we're not kids anymore.

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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I wish I could write you a love letter and give you all these beautiful stamps..🎀🦋🦋🎀
"Sweet son," I said, "you are right, this world is a wild and terrible place, and worth shouting at. But you are safe now, and all of us need to sleep. Will you let us have a little peace?" And he calmed.
— Circe, Madeline Miller
E o verdadeiro objetivo da minha vida talvez seja apenas este: que meu corpo, minhas sensações e meus pensamentos se tornem escrita, isto é, algo inteligível e geral, minha existência completamente dissolvida na cabeça e na vida dos outros.
— Annie Ernaux, O Acontecimento
quando a aline bei escreveu “nosso jeito de conversar é nos machucando, não por mal, não somos maus, somos tristes e é isso que fazemos com a nossa solidão” e a elena ferrante escreveu “a vulgaridade do ambiente onde vivíamos servia para agredir ou se defender, mas, justamente porque era a língua da violência, não facilitava - ao contrário, bloqueava - as confidências mais íntimas” e o itamar vieira júnior escreveu “não me sentia à vontade para reagir, nem que fosse de forma serena, sem rompantes de violência”
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
Lori Gottlieb, Maybe You Should Talk to Someone
{Juansen Dizon, I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction page 24/ Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 6: 1955-1966/ Alice Hoffman, The Red Garden/ Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 5: 1947-1955/ Haruki Murakami: Norwegian Wood, page 276/ Michael Ondaatje/ Catherynne M. Valente, The Orphan's Tales: In the Night Garden/ D.H. Lawrence, from The Complete Works; The Plumbed Serpent/ Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit/ Alice Notley, from In The Pines: Poems; "In The Pines,"}
{David Levithan/ Margaret Atwood, Alias Grace, 1996/ Mary Shelley, "Mathilda," Originally Published c. October 1819/ Lidia Yuknavitch, "The Chronology of Water: A Memoir"/ Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Mermaid/ Marya Hornbacher, Waiting/ Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman/ Nick Miller/ Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998/ From the Book: Healing After Loss: Consoling The Bereaved by Imam Jalal al-Din al-Suyuti}
This morning I told the flowers what i'd do for you and they blossomed
Princess Mononoke (1997)
Director: Hayao Miyazaki
“His past, his fears, what was done to him, what he has done to himself — they are subjects that can only be discussed in tongues he doesn't speak: Farsi, Urdu, Mandarin, Portuguese. [...] he is unclear how to explain himself to himself.”
— A little life, Hanya Yanagihara
[...] “eu existo, estou vendo, mas quem sou eu?”
— Uma aprendizagem ou o livro dos prazeres, Clarice Lispector
“My life, he will think, my life. But he won’t be able to think beyond this, and he will keep repeating the words to himself—part chant, part curse, part reassurance—as he slips into that other world that he visits when he is in such pain, that world he knows is never far from his own but that he can never remember after: My life.”
— A little life, Hanya Yanagihara
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