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hereâs your reminder to let yourself create. not create âwellâ, just create. draw badly. write shitty poems. sing stupid songs. make whatever you want & have a great time doing it. thatâs what creation is for. itâs self expression, not perfection
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
may is going to be radiant, soul-stirringly passionate, full of love and abundance and breathtaking connections. the energy is warm and the stars have aligned in my favor. extraordinary fortune is showering over me.
oh no! i have watched too many movies and read too many books and now i feel as though i am stuck in a perpetual state of waiting, longing for some great violins to swell when a beautiful stranger walks through the door, for the camera to pan over and meet someone wonderful, for a montage of happy moments stitched together ! i am not real !
âI suppose I love this life, in spite of my clenched fist.â
â Andrea Gibson, from âBirthdayâ (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
rainer maria rilke, letters to a young poet
Vladimir Nabokov, letter to his wife Véra (1926), Letters to Véra (ed. Brian Boyd & trans. Olga Voronin)
[Text ID: âI love you, Iâm waiting for you unbearably.â]
oh to be a sleepy little cat on a windowsill, going "mrrp" as soon as im awoken
âFebruary, month of despair, with a skewered heart in the centre.â
â Morning in the Burned House;Â âFebruaryâ by Margaret Atwood
Iâm much more comfortable being âthe neckâ of something rather than the head of it, but Iâm starting to realize nowâor maybe have been forced to addressâthat being âthe neckâ doesnât mean you can hide behind others and count on them to spearhead a battle while you make everything happen behind the scenes. It doesnât mean your boss, sweet, good as gold, and as strong of a mentor as he may be, can always be there to help you out of a tough spot. No matter how strong your knee-jerk reaction is to reach out to your former flame because heâs good at something youâre not as gifted in, it doesnât mean you should.
Being âthe neckâ doesnât mean you can avoid things you donât want to face. You just have to figure out how to tackle things your own way and realize that way might not always bring the result youâre hoping for.
Sometimes those of us who pride ourselves on being self-reliant still become too dependent on certain people.
iâll never stop striving for glamour in this ugly world!!
Dorothy Allison, Two or Three Things I Know for Sure
babygirl i can repress feelings youâve never even heard of before
overthinking and making scenarios in ur head and then upsetting urself đđđđđđđ
endearments in letters to véra
Kim Addonizio, Lucifer at the Starlite; "You with the Crack Running Through You"