“Wild Geese”, by Mary Oliver
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“Wild Geese”, by Mary Oliver
Essay on Crying at Night by Ken Chen
I remember one night I died, and the next morning I got up, took a shower, got dressed and went on with my life.
explained to an 8 year old that once a fruit is ripe you only have so much time until it rots so you have to eat it soon and she said so i'll never be able to keep it perfect like this forever? no and there are about a million pieces of art for you unrelatedly
Franz Kafka, 1912
Not big on love anymore. But, Oh man, you should've seen me when I was...
Allison Harvard Burke, Neon Cemetery, Iceland
the girl dinner archives | pt. III
Morgan Harper Nichols’ ‘Let July be July’
oh baby girl please let it go before it rots your soul
Imagine finding the love of your life
Grieve. So that you can be free to feel something else.
Nayyirah Waheed
“I’m learning to love the sound of my feet walking away from things not meant for me.”
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Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Nikos Kazantzakis
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