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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Today's Document
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@undoubtedful
“I could bring you a cup of tea or my ribcage.”
You’ll take the tea every time. The ribs don’t mind. They’re patient things. They’ve waited this long to be chosen. They can wait longer.
Besides, they know how this ends. The tea leaves will stain the cup. The ribs will stain no one. They’ve learned the hard way how to keep their mess to themselves.
The tea was always chamomile. The ribs were always yours. You just never asked what kind of hunger requires both.
“Tomorrow, I will show you, I am not swimming to be saved”
— Fisayo Adeyeye, from “Dissociation as Time Travel,” published in Vagabond City (via 7-weeks)
We can just pretend
The Garden of Eden, Ernest Hemingway || Ophelia, John William Waterhouse || Catalog of Unabashed Gratitude, Ross Gay || Night, Ferdinand Hodler || Litany in Which Certain Things are Crossed Out, Richard Siken || Nickie Zimov
“I don’t know how to stay tender with this much blood in my mouth”
— emma tranter | excerpt from my heartless girls zine, coming soon (via stimartins)
Nikita Gill, from Fierce Fairytales Poems & Stories to Stir Your Soul; "Gretel After Hansel," (edited)
Hard Loving, Marge Piercy
“nostalgia is a villain that we are told is a hero, all it ever does is hurt.”
Ocean Vuong, “A Letter to my Mother that She Will Never Read” The New Yorker, May 2017
— I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)
“Some days you will feel like the ocean. Some days you will feel like you are drowning in it.”
— Lora Mathis (via perrfectly)
Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness
— Nicole Lyons