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sometimes being alone is the upgrade
congratulations on getting through the day even if it was really, really hard. you’re doing great.
putting ketchup on fries is too permanent for me … i have to dip . i control the sauce
“Whatever life takes away from you, let it go.”
— Miguel Ruiz (via amortizing)
(18+)
People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth. When you realize you can tell someone your truth, when you can show yourself to them, when you stand in front of them and their response is “you’re safe with me” - that’s intimacy.
The Seven Husbands Of Evelyn Hugo
Hi this is 23yo me
Letting go is not Linear
When you were around I couldn’t understand why you wanted to leave
the love I had turned to obsession - you couldn’t breathe
I thought we were made for each other but my ideal turned to pipe dreams
so when substance turned soil too tainted to grow into a living thing
And the realization that you couldn’t cross the finish line in the foot race to stay clean
It was a three way phone call made through a mutual friend
this would finally be the last time - a short book with a sad end
Where your voice cut like ice hanging from an old gutter
so cold it shocked my vocal cords into a pathetic mutter
I am grateful and bitter all at the same time - a foreign feeling
To be put through a fiery ringer to get to a releasing reeling
I can say in the hole you left, roses grow from shit - I am healing
And if only one thing can be said for sure in retrospect
contrary to popular belief, I don’t need your love - what a beautiful concept
she drowned in moonlight, strangled by her own bra
you’re not my universe anymore, I am
languor sweet and moody
humming into your existence
the wings, unspooling a meadow
she leaves into the musk and forest and howl
into the moss, and phosphorus
blossoms sadden to brambles
behaving the helix of distance
I gleam into pulse, a never-before
I, the mother of this garden - unpetal
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I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?
dream-jackson (via immer-und-immerwieder)