[youarenotpoetry]

never before and never since

[queergraffiti]

"lesbians for a free Palestine"

downtown Ottawa, Ontario, Canada

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

after a suicide attempt in 2016

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

“When Daddy comes in, he carries you to bed. Is there anything you feel like you could eat, Pokey? Anything at all? All you can imagine putting in your mouth is a cold plum, one with really tight skin on the outside but gum-shocking sweetness inside. And he and your mother discuss where he might find some this late in the season. Mother says hell I don’t know. Further north, I’d guess. The next morning, you wake up in your bed and sit up. Mother says, Pete, I think she’s up. He hollers in, You ready for breakfast, Pokey. Then he comes in grinning, still in his work clothes from the night before. He’s holding a farm bushel. The plums he empties onto the bed river toward you through folds in the quilt. If you stacked them up, they’d fill the deepest bin at the Piggly Wiggly. Damned if I didn’t get the urge to drive to Arkansas last night, he says. Your mother stands behind him saying he’s pure USDA crazy. Fort Smith, Arkansas. Found a roadside stand out there with a feller selling plums. And I says, Buddy, I got a little girl sick back in Texas. She’s got a hanker for plums and ain’t nothing else gonna do. It’s when you sink your teeth into the plum that you make a promise. The skin is still warm from riding in the sun in Daddy’s truck, and the nectar runs down your chin. And you snap out of it. Or are snapped out of it. Never again will you lay a hand against yourself, not so long as there are plums to eat and somebody-anybody-who gives enough of a damn to haul them to you. So long as you bear the least nibblet of love for any other creature in this dark world, though in love portions are never stingy. There are no smidgens or pinches, only rolling abundance. That’s how you acquire the resolution for survival that the coming years are about to demand. You don’t earn it. It’s given.”

excerpt from Cherry by Mary Karr, context being after a suicide attempt at age 13

[theorangepdf]

exchange

[microcroft]

seriously though how do sociologists not just go apeshit? their academic field and research is is just brushed off as things 'woke liberals" made up and constantly misrepresented. how the hell have they not just snapped and started throwing fists

[lyjerria]

your standards should be high for both your friendships and romantic relationships. everyone you surround yourself with should have qualities you actually admire.

[youarenotpoetry]

estoy pensando en la sesión que tuve con mi terapeuta, y se sintió bonito que me dijera que es bueno que por mi cuenta haya decidido buscar ayuda al sentirme mal. además, por fin encontré una explicación a mi nostalgia y a extrañar siempre el pasado, y a personas que probablemente ya no van a regresar. solo son símbolos y representaciones de estilos de vida que deseo y que quizá solo he podido vivir un ratito. su propuesta fue que busco esa vida debido a los límites que me ponen mis papás en cuanto a la mía. lloré de la tranquilidad que me dio encontrar una respuesta, y además, que tener esa respuesta me hizo mirar la solución claramente. solo tengo que buscar crear esa vida, a través de la escuela y a través de pequeños actos de libertad concretos que puedo fomentar por mi cuenta. después de esa sesión, pude tener motivación de hacer mi tarea, por fin terminé la investigación que llevaba semanas sin poder redactar. por fin tengo esperanza en el futuro y sé cómo crearlo.

[theocseason4]

[planetclaires-deactivated202404]

it is so sick and twisted that not every movie that looks good in tumblr gifs is actually good

[ofbooksandbread-deactivated2025]

'run a botanical garden? why darling, i would love to'

[detailedart]

The Comet Book (1587), details, “16th-century treatise on comets, created anonymously (or maybe it was a woman who endured erasure) in Flanders”. Originally named in german Kometenbuch.

[soracities]

How will the world end?

it’s genuinely not something i think too much about. there are people to love and dishes to do in the meantime.

[taylorswift]

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[youarenotpoetry]

“ugh tengo que leer” girl shut up literalmente tú decidiste meterte a una carrera para ñoras en plena pandemia para no sentir envidia de tu hija,,, y qué tienes que leer? un textbook introductorio a la psicología? give me a break and figure yourself out first

[youarenotpoetry]

tu pinche necesidad de tener que siempre estar mejor que yo, siempre estar más ocupada, ser más exitosa, literalmente soy tu hija, te digo “tengo mucha tarea” y me dices “yo también” chinga tu madre mejor

[youarenotpoetry]

“ugh tengo que leer” girl shut up literalmente tú decidiste meterte a una carrera para ñoras en plena pandemia para no sentir envidia de tu hija,,, y qué tienes que leer? un textbook introductorio a la psicología? give me a break and figure yourself out first

[taylorswift]

In my mind all of the evermore and folklore album ladies are a part of the same universe, so I put them in a playlist together 💛💛 taylor.lnk.to/ladieslunching

[youarenotpoetry]

sabes qué botones presionar para hacerme sentir insegura pero te haces pendeja diciendo que nunca lo harías