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Death. Two of Wands. Ace of Swords.

Put an end to struggle. Cut your ties with all that holds you back. Visualize yourself as one who is free of sorrow and heartache. Make your way toward the light of a new day. Let dawn be your guide.

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repeat after me: I’m not being difficult when I stand up for myself when someone is not treating me right

aletheyass

the struggle (getting my ass up to go to the park) is so hard….. but the reward (being in the presence of trees) is so big……

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When she climbed between the sheets in her pajamas, she found a warm pleasure persisting, a soft surprising parcel under her lungs; she examined it, and thought that it was probably happiness, a small preparatory portion of the great ecstasies she supposed life must have in store for her.

– Tessa Hadley, from “A Card Trick,” Sunstroke and Other Stories (Picador, 2007)

naomisart

Cowboy Cupid ❤️💖❤️

moonstoast

i exist, i exist, i exist

@ryebreadgf // holly warburton // ? // image from pinterest // letters to a young poet by rainer maria rilke

venettaoctavia

“You are shaking fists & trembling teeth. I know: You did not mean to be cruel. That does not mean you were kind.”

— Venetta Octavia, excerpt of “THE BURNING”, from my chapbook, “What We Left Behind”

apocryphics

flannery o'connor

weusedtobegiants

How you can know so definitely, so cleanly, so intelligently, when a thing is finished for you and when it is not.

Henry Miller, from A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin and Henry Miller, 1932-1953

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Brian Luong

vinebean

my childhood is so far away and it's ancient history but also it was just yesterday. i am both an adult and i turned 5 years old today. the past is the past but it is also the present and it chokes me with everything i do remember and everything that i don't know. i walk into the bathroom and i see a child staring back and they are crying. i'm crying too.