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ya gotta stop caring what people think and start being extremely weird. but never cruel. i think that might save you
can i matchmake you guys somehow?
I love going to bed early
I also love staying up late and going to sleep at 5am
I don't know what I'm doing with my life
flood in Somerset
learn your place in people’s lives that way you don’t overplay your part
My father is in the kitchen cooking dinner. Pots are banging, and the peas are overflowing. I ask him for the fifth time when dinner will be ready. ‘When it is in front of you’ he says.
Now the kitchen is empty and I am alone at the dinner table. Grief is the only thing in front of me. I am not ready. I wish you had of asked me if I was ready.
I am alone at this table and I am not ready. Patience was not his virtue but grief is setting the table and I am not ready to say goodbye. I wish you had waited till I was ready.
And in a whisper, I hear my father say ‘but here it is, in front of you. Grief does not wait for dinner to be served before it takes a seat at the table.’
— Hannah Green, ‘Knocking On Heavens Door.’
Afterward, you pour yourself a drink of kissing me and sip it slowly, the whiskey slipping down inside of you until you reek of me... until I can smell myself on every word you speak. - Peregrine
“Your voice is seductive,” you said that night.
“Oh so seductive,” I replied, a rebellious smirk to my face.
“Just take the damn compliment,” you said, annoyed at my stubbornness.
And in that moment, I realized I had been doing a bad job at loving myself for quite a long time.
And so I wondered, as I faded into sleep that night, how many times I had missed the sweetness in a stranger’s words.
In your words.
And sometimes, I still do.
the bad news is that my mom was sad that her eggplants haven’t been growing; however, it turns out that the reason her eggplants haven’t been growing is because her eggplants were actually spinach. The good news is that her spinach is growing very well. She was also sad that her peppers haven’t been growing either, but it turns out that the peppers were actually eggplant. And I’m happy to report that the eggplant is also growing very well.
oh,wow.
LOVE
— Frank Bidart, from “Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016; ‘The Third Hour of the Night’", published c. 2017.
okay now that i’ve calmed down what am i going to buy myself as a treat for enduring this suffering
Jennifer Willough, from “The Sun Is Still A Part Of Me”, Beautiful Zero: Poems
by Lonac
“Stop thinking that other people are going to come and save you. You gotta save yourself.”
— Rae Earl (via mentalquotes)