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@sexxygrace
Be wise enough to understand what a person is NOT saying.
“Leaving is not enough; you must
stay gone. Train your heart
like a dog. Change the locks
even on the house he’s never
visited. You lucky, lucky girl.
You have an apartment
just your size. A bathtub
full of tea. A heart the size
of Arizona, but not nearly
so arid. Don’t wish away
your cracked past, your crooked
toes; your problems
are papier mache puppets
you made or bought
because the vendor was so
compelling you just
had to have them. You had
to have him. And you did.
And now you pull down
the bridge between your houses.
You make him call before
he visits. You take a lover
for granted, you take
a lover who looks at you
like maybe you are magic. Make
the first bottle you consume
in this place a relic. Place it
on whatever altar you fashion
with a knife and five cranberries.
Don’t lose too much weight.
Stupid girls are always trying
to disappear as revenge. And you
are not stupid. You loved a man
with more hands than a parade
of beggars, and here you stand. Heart
like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas.
Heart leaking something so strong
they can smell it in the street."
Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell.
I’m still here
I’m still here doing my big one for you God. Shit is heavier, shit hurts but i’m still here. I’m still spreading the love, i haven’t changed for nothing but I think it’s time i give up. What do you do when you can’t take it anymore? I used to think being a good mom would help in everything but i truely believe i wasn’t meant to be here. There’s never been nobody in my life ever really choose me to be their friend, or to be their lover, or to be anything. Why am i here? To be a stepping stone or someone else? To be lusted and never loved never cared for? I just think this world not for me. I don’t lie and cheat and manipulate i can’t be what everybody else is. I feel like i’m in a jungle full of animals and i’m the one being seen as crazy. My heart is so heavy God. I got me i don’t need nothing else but you. But what about my son? It’s starting to feel like torture being here when i know my son would love a better life without me. God help me i’m still here. Break these thoughts make me feel your power. Your faithful soldier !
Recently, I made a promise to myself that the next time I got a boyfriend, I'd be on the lookout for red flags. And if I saw any, I would do the healthy thing and I would murder him. And killing kids? Kind of a red flag.
The Suicide Squad (2021), dir. James Gunn
Ars Magnetica
From so much loving and journeying, books emerge.
And if they don't contain kisses or landscapes,
if they don't contain a man with his hands full,
if they don't contain a woman in every drop,
hunger, desire, anger, roads,
they are no use as a shield or as a bell:
they have no eyes, and won't be able to open them,
they have the dead sound of precepts.
I loved the entanglings of genitals,
and out of blood and love I carved my poems.
In hard earth I brought a rose to flower,
fought over by fire and dew.
That's how I could keep on singing.
- Pablo Neruda, from ‘Critical Sonata.’
[Translated by Alastair Reid.]
"De nadie seré, solo de ti, hasta que mis huesos se vuelvan cenizas, hasta que mi corazón deje de latir".
— Pablo Neruda
Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing.
Oscar Wilde (via quotemadness)
Danielle Frankel fall 2022
My life in one word
Everyday I’m spuddling
I feel so lonely. I just wanna scream at the top of my lungs. But I have to be here. I have to do this. That’s all I can ever think about. I can’t afford to make mistakes. People always tell you to be strong the weak don’t last. But what if I’m weak? What if I already gave the last of me. Can I just be me? I’m so tired of feeling and needing and wanting. My soul never being fulfilled. Lord please take this feeling away. I just wanna be whole lord. I wanna be enough. Not for me not for nobody just for my son. See I don’t care what happens to me I just wanna be great for him. Lord give me the strength to keep going.
anna nicole smith (1998)
Pablo Neruda. LXIV. Libro de las preguntas. [19]
At such moments, I realize that all these stupid stereotypes about us do not have the right to exist
This video is one of the most powerful things I’ve ever seen.
“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
— Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
sometimes it just hurts and there is nothing you can do about it