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if we forgive our fathers, what do you we have left?
The father walks out of the room and the room is almost empty.
against silence, frank bidart //woodtangle, mary ruefle // motion sickness, phoebe bridgers // smoke signals (1998) // soon you'll get better, taylor swift ft. the chicks // richard siken, war of the foxes (ii)
from The Fran Lebowitz Reader
this actually is rewiring my brain as we speak
"Things falling apart is a kind of testing and also a kind of healing. We think that the point is to pass the test or to overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don't really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It's just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy." - Pema Chödrön
Keeping this quote to my grave
good bones by maggie smith saturday . give it up for good bones by maggie smith saturday
Ethan Hawke A selection of work throughout the years [1985 - 2022]
not writing, not not writing, but a secret third thing
letting my stories spin around my head like a microwave
~ Bianca Sparacino, "The Strength In Our Scars"
The worst is having a dream where someone loves you and you can practically feel them touching you and it feels so real and then you wake up and it’s like the life is being sucked out of you and the happiness just drains out of your body and you feel empty again.
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There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.
Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
It's always inherited trauma never inherited money.
This is ur motivation to study like her
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