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“There are many different kinds of happiness. I want to be so awfully happy that I never need to write poetry again.”
— MJL
That time of year… 📻 (Yes, I was slightly inspired by the scary movie I watched late last night)
“My dad always taught me to be selfless, to help anyone in need. The only problem is, he never taught me how to be selfish. How to know when to back off, when helping turns unhealthy. Now I’m a high school burnout who can’t do a thing to make myself happy”
— Lessons learned too well
“Some days are quiet Lazy They make you feel like the world is good and you are at peace with yourself and could sleep away your problems Some days are quiet Too quiet You wonder where the neighbor kids have gone and why no one ride four wheelers or golf carts around anymore But nothing is ever loud anymore There is no travel, no hurry from one place to another My grandmother told me last night that she was too afraid to leave the country, and that I should control my wanderlust, at least for a while. But it’s too quiet”
— Where did all the noise go
The words “it’s too late” have never resonated so deeply in my soul
It’s been years since I last saw you
Months since we last talked
And now I’m too late to say goodbye
It’s been so long since you left this world
With me only just now knowing
I never got to say goodbye
To hear your voice one last time
You’re gone and all I have
Is two pictures from the beginning of our past
"I can't stand your brothers music but I'll still power through it
Just holding onto the hope that maybe I'll see your face again
I've thought of a thousand ways to reach you
But I know you hate me now
You're dragging my name through all the mud in the south
But god I miss your friendship
Your smile and your laugh
Everything feels so serious now
Maybe one day I'll get the courage
To send you this poem
And hope we can rebuild the bridges we both burned down"
- I just miss you, not the relationship
I'm not great at having arguments
To me every word is a bomb
Deafening my cries to be heard
And I'm not great at making up for that
I think everything's my fault
Every little word is a crack in our stonework
All I know is, for you I want to try
I want to shove aside all my learned behaviors, from all those other guys
I don't want to be this broken toy
For you to try to mend
I want to work the right way, say the right things so you can understand
I'm under self improvement, so please pardon my dust
As I bring to you a new and improved version of myself
"I miss you but I have no way to tell you."
-it would be like sowing back on a tumor
"In my memories you're still asleep, no one had waked the vengeful beast. You sleep walked through our life together, and now it's awake and nothing is better. The beast inside, it growls and roars. It runs away everything you adored. Maybe in a few months time, the beast will sleep, and again you'll rise"
-I refuse to be the Beauty in this fairytale
I am Harlem and Harlem is me.
LUKE CAGE returns June 22, 2018
"I tried my hardest to build you up, and be the best I could be for us. But all you wanted was to tear down everything I had built."
-it's funny how you act like I'm nothing now
"I was your mother and your lover, you could never choose one or the other. You took everything I had, but never gave anything substantial in return. I'm happier now without you, but you still find ways to make me hurt."
-I know it's better that you're gone for good, but I hate the way you did it
artists: aw man today was a slow day, i just did a few doodles and colored a sketch from yesterday
writers: never once in my life have a written
THIS. I saw a post the other day that literally said if you do it to a fictional character, you’ll do it in real life.
No. Just NO.
I’m so glad someone put it into words.
“I find that, for me, the work is a safe place to put all the stuff you don’t want to put in your real life. I don’t want to be a crazy, manic asshole. I don’t want to have an affair. I don’t want to have a fucking gunfight. But! There’s a part of your brain that wants to experience everything, so work’s a safe place to explore it all. Both in the writing and in the performing. I get to write about an affair. I get to have the guilt and the feeling of that without having to fuck my life up. [laughs] Art is the place to safely explore all those other sides of you, because the side you want to bring home is the side that wants to be a good father and be a good husband and be a good son. In art we can be fucking nuts.” - Lin-Manuel Miranda pretty much nailing why all art and means of creative expression is so important.
(f0r-you)