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— Good Will Hunting (1997) “We get to choose who we let into our weird little worlds.”
by Morgan Jai
Web weave on breaking up.
waving at you - the mountain goats
[Text ID: 1. You don't love me and I'm being really brave about it
2. I will not mention the last time I saw you. My mouth, so far from yours, I said I am afraid I will spend entire years trying not to need you. As if I wasn't certain. As if this wasn't my confession.
3. When you left I walked into the ocean. Not to drown but to held by something reluctant to let go.
4. "And it was so cold then, and so silent, and I loved you so much. Now it's hot, and dead quiet again, and I love you still."
5. I'm always soft for you, that's the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say 'come here, it's been too long, it felt like home with you.'
6. When does a war end? When can I say your name and have it mean only your name and not what you left behind?
7. I wept and wept. I had come to believe that if I really wanted something badly enough, the very act of my wanting it was an assurance that I would not get it.
8. "I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way."
9. I bet on losing dogs I know they're losing and I'll pay for my place
10. And there's nothing, that I can do, Except bury my love for you.
11. And if four long years come to nothing That's all right But it's your birthday It's your birthday tonight And I went to buy you something But I caught myself in time And nothing makes any sense anymore But everything rhymes Die hard Die kicking Old habit of mine
/end ID]
Sources: 1. @/cybermrcury on Twitter; 2. The Next Time We Talk On Facebook by Clementine von Radics; 3. Postcard from Gone by Leila Chatti; 4. An Abundance of Katherines by John Green; 5. Azra T.; 6. On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong; 7. Zami: A New Spelling of my Name by Audre Lorde; 8. Vita Sackville-West from a letter to Virginia Woolf; 9. I Bet on Losing Dogs sung by Mitski; 10. Moondust sung by Jaymes Young; 11. Waving At You sung by The Mountain Goats
— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
I'm a third year bish
Susan Sontag, from “Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963″
I have this really strange feeling that one of my exes is gonna get married soon. They literally could already be married though, or have kids or be divorced, I have literally no idea. Life is a trip.
Caitlin Bailey, from Solve for Desire: Poems; “To G, after the party”
[Text ID: “I wonder / what it would have felt like to / have a choice, to choose love, / to hold anything with both hands. / It’a taken me this long / to say I want I want I want,”]
I was thinking about 2014 today & 2015 and I think - and it’s taken 9 years & 3 NC from him - but I *think* I’m forgetting & with that fully moving on.
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Thank fuck he was with someone
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Craig is 30 today
That’s wild
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