It’s not fair what you did to me, why won’t you admit what you did to me

if i look back, i am lost
we're not kids anymore.
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@notanothernewname
It’s not fair what you did to me, why won’t you admit what you did to me
🖤.
Clark Ashton Smith
just for a moment, let’s be dead
David Lynch: The Art Life (2016)
It’s almost as if nobody wants to admit that they might not be prepared to do the work it takes to love somebody. And it can be laborious. To be intimate with someone who is flawed (which is the standard) requires us to expose our own flaws. We don’t talk about the heavy responsibility of that. We don’t talk about how we’re too lazy or too cowardly sometimes. We instead accuse love of being elusive. It isn’t. It is omnipresent. It asks us to be better people. And sometimes we flat out refuse.
Written on the Body, Jeanette Winterson
I’ve been thinking about this for days but I think I finally narrowed it down
And im still working to part my bills. This is a very fitting metaphor
it’s i want some affection o’clock
How we greet friends now
Some days, I do not know which to prefer: the image of myself in the mirror, or the image of the mirror in myself.
— John Elizabeth Stintzi, from “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Junebat,” Junebat
Mary Oliver
*seductively throws a molotov cocktail*
you are absolutely right, my apologies