"time heals all wounds" WRONG. time is chasing me with a knife

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"time heals all wounds" WRONG. time is chasing me with a knife
“I have to tell you” by Dorothea Grossman
Hanif Abdurraqib, They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us
i don't have an astigmatism. my sight is just blurry because of the love. love softens things around the edges
it is november again which means i am feeling nothing and i am feeling everything
brother. we live in a world where people simply are not telling the truth
2025
BE A STUDENT OF WHAT YOU ADMIRE
DO IT BADLY RATHER THAN NOT AT ALL
TO DESPAIR IS TO CEDE VICTORY TO THOSE WHO DO NOT DESERVE IT
BROADEN YOUR CULTURAL HORIZONS
REVEL IN THE ANALOGUE
ACTION ABSORBS ANXIETY
GRIEF IS PRODUCTIVE; GUILT IS NOT
witchgrass, louise glück
there are many ways of killing yourself that aren't killing yourself. when you blunt your edges and deny your desires and tie yourself to the train instead of the tracks.
i’m chilling but i’m going to freak out
they love me because I be saying shit like alas and perchance
the lion concerns himself with everything
so many things happen how are u supposed to get over all of them
I'm not cup half empty or cup half full, I'm just grateful to have a cup.
oh sick someone paved this whole road with good intentions. i wonder where it leads
i think love is stored in nighttime conversations and “did you eat yet” and books left outside your door and “i waited to watch this with you” and splitting something in half to share and “im proud of you” and folded towels and “you can pick” and heads on shoulders and “you’re right, that was shitty. im sorry” and knocks on doors and “DINNER!” and stupid jokes and “hey i got this for you” and coffee made just right and… there are so many ways people say i love you silently every day over and over again if you only listen