I HAVE MADE PEACE WITH SEVERAL THINGS TODAY. I WILL NOT BE LISTING THEM.
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I HAVE MADE PEACE WITH SEVERAL THINGS TODAY. I WILL NOT BE LISTING THEM.
One Art
The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went. The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.
— Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident the art of losing’s not too hard to master though it may look like (write it!) like disaster. by Elizabeth Bishop
im slowly surrounding myself with people who have something severely wrong with them. just how it should be.
can anyone tell me what's good at sephora I now have a gift card
My beautiful bruise
Damn they really not kidding about transitioning being like second puberty why the fuck do I feel like this