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if i look back, i am lost
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we're not kids anymore.
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april is a cruel spectator, watching as i crumble under my own weight.
Virginia Woolf, A Writer’s Diary // Edna St. Vincent Millay, Song of a Second April // Naguib Mahfouz, Adrift on the Nile // Anne Carson, The Glass Essay // Edna St. Vincent Millay, Spring // Anne Brontë, Agnes Grey // Anne Carson, The Glass Essay // Alan Dugan, April // Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath // Charles Bernstein, Me And My Pharaoh..
Taylor Swift; The Eras Tour at Mercedes-Benz Stadium on April 28, 2023 in Atlanta, Georgia
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By christinaloewen
“It’s March. I open the window and spring floats in, kisses me on the nose. I have waited so long– and now the Sun is washing the world in yellow, and now the seeds sprout green in the dirt, and now the trees are budding and ready to bloom– and it was all so worth it.”
— Schuyler Peck, Worth the Wait
i wish you love so sincere and so tender that it doesn't just come from a single thing or a single person, but from everything and everywhere. i wish for you to bubble in love and awe of the universe so deeply that you'll feel touched by everything good and precious that have ever happened to you or that you have ever witnessed. i hope it will be so full you will be brought to tears in joy, that you will laugh with them streaming down your face. i wish for you to look up at the stars with eyes and a heart that says: "do you feel this too? is this what it's like to be you? to be part of the whole?" i hope it moves you so completely that the only objective left in the middle of your chest is to give everyone who is alive and in this world the gift of being seen through your eyes when they are full of truth, full of wholeness, full of love
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