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Not big on love anymore. But, Oh man, you should've seen me when I was...

From an Addict

You loved me like I was still salvageable like somewhere beneath the wreckage there was a version of me worth pulling back into the light

I saw it in your eyes every time I came home shaking every time my voice crackd trying to sound like someone who still had control

You looked at me like I wasn't already gone

And I hated that not you never you but the way your hope made a liar out of me

Because I meant it, you know Every promise Every I'm done every this is the last time every trembling apology spilled into your hands like something fragile I swore I wouldn't break again

But I always did

There's a hunger in me that doesn't speak your language It doesn't care about love or mornings or the way you'd trace circles into my back like you could rewrite me

It only knows how to take

It took my sleep first then my laughter then the parts of me that used to reach for you before anything else

And still you stayed

God, you stayed through the worst of it through the nights I vanished and came back less human through the lies I told so easily I almost believed them myself

You held me like I wasn't slipping through your fingers

But I was

I was slipping into something colder something smaller something that needed more than you could ever give and still called it love

That's the cruelest part I did love you

Just not louder than the noise in my veins not stronger than the pull in my chest not enough to choose you when it mattered

I watched you break in slow motion watched your light dim every time I chose it over you again

And I hated myself for it but not enough to stop

When you finally left you said my name like it still belonged to me

I wanted to answer to run after you to prove there was something left worth saving

But I stood there empty-handed full of everything that was killing me

I don't blame you

If I could have loved you the way you deserved I would have

But addiction is a thief that doesn't just steal from you it turn you into the one who takes everything from the people who tried to save you

Including you

signedthemoon

— isa b. your soul deserved sunlight

literaryvein

L. V., exhumed writings

nixscriptum

laestrellaa

originalromanticsir

I know and deeply feel this. And that distinction between knowing and feeling, matters enormously...

crmsnmth

Ocean

She walks with the weight of storms curled behind her ribs ocean blue eyes that swallow light and never give it back

People only see the surface a calm that can be touched, admired They don’t know the tide beneath the pull that drags he down into corners no one visits

She speaks in whispers of shipwrecks of promises drowned before they reach shore her laughter is rare a fragile bubble that pops before it can float

She carries the night in her gaze waves crashing where her heart should be and even when she looks at you you feel the distance of deep water an endless blue that will not let you stay

Sometimes she lefts someone in but only for a moment then she disappears like foam on the edge of the sand leaving the ache of salt behind a reminder that the ocean belongs to no one

cyberxbattalion

ruesdeluxe

our-queer-experience

source from mpr

nimashkawizii

Tecumseh was motivated to learn Ojibwe and earn the World Language Certificate by his family and his people.

“I’m honored to be the first person to do it,” he said. “It is very, very awe inspiring.”

“A lot of people don’t really know Ojibwe,” Tecumseh said. “it’s been oppressed throughout history … I’m the first person in my family, my direct family, to not be at risk of being put in a boarding school. … I think that by taking someone’s language away you’re taking a part of themselves and their identity. By learning that, I wanted to let people learn my language, our language, and spread it across the world.”

Mille Lacs Band of Ojibwe Tribal Nations Education Committee Member Raina Killspotted presented Tecumseh an eagle feather as a language warrior. Williams presented him with a blanket as he accepted his certificate[…]

“My advice to younger people or other people who are trying to learn Ojibwe is there are people out there who would be very happy and grateful if you want to learn that language,” he said. “And I think if more people can take it upon themselves to learn Ojibwe then it would very much help their chances because Ojibwe is endangered.” [source]

exxos-von-steamboldt

delicatefury

I just googled this and… yes, it’s absolutely real.

And there are so many articles and videos and discussions. Like, the scientific community is buzzing about this.

So much research will have to be redone because the data was absolutely compromised, off by orders of magnitude, by using standard lab gloves.

The world is probably not horrifically contaminated by microplastics. Sterile laboratories, however, are contaminated by latex and nitrile gloves.

Thank God someone bothered to check.

json-derulo

I have a wild idea. what if we supported our claims of fact by linking to a reliable source. better yet, what if we went hogwild and just straight up linked to the actual unpaywalled study

taibhsearachd

Oh fun, it’s polywater all over again!

jmtorres

wait you’re telling me people thought ice-9 was a real threat

taibhsearachd

And it was mostly just scientist sweat, yes!

iambrillyant

“march, sharpen my intentions and cut ties with confusion, filter my thoughts with love until peace begins to drip from my energy. protect my spirit from fear that travels faster than truth and allow me to release what lives beyond my reach. keep my integrity louder than worry.”

— billy chapata