its always some fucking day in some fucking month in some fucking year isnt it

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its always some fucking day in some fucking month in some fucking year isnt it
when hozier says 'in i, carrion (icarian)' you're heavy as the world to his lover and then says lean your weight on me ????!! and then if that makes me fall i can only hope that i don't fall away from you like OHMY G
Mahmoud Darwish, from Journal of an Ordinary Grief (tr. from the Arabic by Ibrahim Muhawi)
[Text ID: A place is not only a geographical area; it's also a state of mind. And trees are not just trees; they are the ribs of childhood.]
what resembles the grave but isn’t, anne boyer // i didn’t apologize to the well, mahmoud darwish (trans. fady joudah).
Abdulla Pashew, from "Union" (trans. Hemn Bakr & Alana Marie Levinson-LaBrosse), pub. Words Without Borders [ID'd]
grief finds u in the middle of the street love finds u in the middle of a field
me after sleeping ljke shit for the 10,497th day in a row: this is good actually because now i'll be really tired when i go to bed tonight
coco mellors, cleopatra and frankenstein.
I've been watching you longer than you know. Recklessly drawn to your destiny, like a flame. My beautiful Champion. There is much to fear. But not death. For it gives meaning to life.
*cue top tier combat*
Mahmoud Darwish, from Journal of an Ordinary Grief (tr. from the Arabic by Ibrahim Muhawi)
[Text ID: A place is not only a geographical area; it's also a state of mind. And trees are not just trees; they are the ribs of childhood.]
what resembles the grave but isn’t, anne boyer // i didn’t apologize to the well, mahmoud darwish (trans. fady joudah).
I MISS A LOVE I NEVER HAD; ON LONGING
unknown // haruki murakami // unknown // lucille clifton // emily palermo // mahmoud darwish // frank o’hara.