when i was like 5 i started waiting for something and never stopped

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when i was like 5 i started waiting for something and never stopped
Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life
Choose Me (1984)
january 2025 ; 1 2 3 4 my pinterest
yeah im good with what i have (about to explode with yearning)
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’
[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]
u survive literally every single event in your life & still every time a new event happens you feel like this is the event that will kill you and that you will never move on from but actually you will continue to survive like you always have bc u have a 100% win rate of surviving events. btw
Nikita Gill, from Your Heart is the Sea: Poems; "The Anguish," originally published in 2018
they were right btw. you have to dig yourself out of your grave over and over again
turns out I’ll always carry my 15 year old self. silly me
this isn’t about hating her this is about recognizing there will always be a small part of me a little hurt and a little scared and it’s my job to care for that part in the way she needed at the time
“Wild Geese”, by Mary Oliver
who else up learning things the hard way
can someone invent a type of letting go that actually feels good instead of feeling like your soul is getting ripped out via large intestine
how is it almost 2025 i didn’t even get a chance to exhale the breath i took in 2024 yet
does anyone know if we get to exhale in 2025
i could add a few more stages to grief if they let me