Coming to Writing, Hélène Cixous
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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Coming to Writing, Hélène Cixous
fireflies lighting up a rural Pennsylvania field at dusk
I hope that in the future they invent a small golden light that follows you everywhere and when something is about to end, it shines brightly so you know it's about to end. And if you're never going to see someone again, it'll shine brightly and both of you can be polite and say, "It was nice to have you in my life while I did, good luck with everything that happens after now." And maybe if you're never going to eat at the same restaurant again, it'll shine and you can order everything off the menu you've never tried. Maybe, if someone's about to buy your car, the light will shine and you can take it for one last spin. Maybe, if you're with a group of friends who'll never be together again, all your lights will shine at the same time and you'll know, and then you can hold each other and whisper, "This was so good. Oh my God, this was so good."
I hope that in the future they invent a small golden light that follows you everywhere and when something is about to end, it shines brigh
-Iain Thomas
mary oliver, staying alive
YOU DID NOT COME INTO THIS WORLD. YOU CAME OUT OF IT, LIKE A WAVE FROM THE OCEAN. YOU ARE NOT A STRANGER HERE
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joy sullivan
Just Once by Anne Sexton
When you're a kid you just take trees for granted. Then when you get to be an adult you realize that a fully mature tree cannot be created in an amount of time that fits in a convenient landscaping timeframe for love nor money nor all the powers of science. Then you realize that people are very very very cavalier about chopping them down
warsan shire
whatever was left, that was ours for a while.
sunrise - louise glück
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happy new year divas, the suns still rising!
I love days where I feel like this image
Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many other lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?
CHRISTMAS COUNTDOWN DAY 20: It's a Wonderful Life (1946) | dir. Frank Capra
It's a Wonderful Life (1946) dir. Frank Capra
One of my mommy’s post cards from her 90s boyfriend. They did in fact stay friends forever.
why did this make me cry?