i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you . You don't know how much i miss you.
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@shimuriya
i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you . You don't know how much i miss you.
everything is you. everything I do reminds me of you, and I'm catching myself buying things that you said "oh I like that" or things that when I see them, I see you. You are in my mind all the time, and I dream of you every night.
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I feel so happy after a long time
for a dream of mine will finally come true.
I was waiting for it, I don't know how long. But it's finally here, and I am alive to live it.
I was checking my new year's resolution for 2025, just to see if I achieved anything that I wanted to. I had seven goals for the year. Some silly ones like quit smoking, and some that actually mattered. I was staring for five good minutes this list, until I decided to highlight the number ''5'' from 2025 and make it ''6.'' I found it dumb, but I rolled a cigarette and laughed with me that I couldn't even complete one goal that apparently wanted to, last year.
Suddenly I don't want anyone to know me as deeply anymore, which is weird because I have always yearned for someone to understand my soul.
I was keeping my rage for such a long time until I was filled up and converted it to red. who would have thought that letting it explode would only leave me with regret and tears running down my face. I don't want to feel like that and I don't want to turn into red. Even if I am bound to be in disguise I always hated that colour after all.
Natalie Diaz, from a poem titled "September 2001," featured in The World Keeps Ending And The World Goes On
L. V., excerpts from the afterword
in the last day of November the yellow leaves of trees are filled with the sun light. and the noise of the street makes me sleepy. I don't want to wake up.
“I don’t care anymore, but sometimes, it hurts just a little.”
— Taya
— josé olivarez // natalie diaz