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ashtree-grove · 1 year
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this city is full of my blood. I go outside rip the grass
stand up with my palms full of soil & rosary bruised rosary blooming rosary
maybe I just need to smoke more & stretch & eat frivolous things & anyway I'm working on it
— Maya Salameh, from "JUNE JORDAN SAYS MAYBE I NEED A WOMAN MAYBE I NEED A MAN," How to Make an Algorithm in the Microwave
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ashtree-grove · 1 year
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Dude this freaking stuck with me
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ashtree-grove · 2 years
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that daughterhood feeling of wanting to blame your mother for how you turned out, wanting to be angry at her for how you've inherited her pain and her insecurities, but at the same time wanting to keep coming home to her, out of everyone else in the universe, because you know that if there's anyone who might be anything like you–if there's anyone who might even have a clue of what it's like to be you–it could only be her. and no matter how many times you've hurt each other, no matter how difficult it might be to get her to truly see you, you still just want her to love you as you are, to tell you that this isn't your fault, and to show you that she would keep letting you come home to her.
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ashtree-grove · 2 years
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this is my review of everything everywhere all at once
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ashtree-grove · 2 years
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reading a little life qualifies as a traumatic experience
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ashtree-grove · 2 years
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if i was sisyphus id eat a bit of dirt off the slope every time on my way up until the slope is no longer steep enough for the boulder to roll down. it would be end of suffering in 47 days
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ashtree-grove · 2 years
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ashtree-grove · 3 years
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paradise lost is just bible fanfiction. prove me wrong.
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ashtree-grove · 3 years
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Chuck 70 @ SSENSE
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ashtree-grove · 3 years
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“I have this theory that we’re looking for stuff that’s going to save our lives; poems and songs we love so much that they’re a key to our own being … If we put together the fifteen songs and poems that we love most in the world and look at them, it’s like looking in a mirror and seeing yourself. It’s not a mirror that shows your face; it’s more one that’s showing your soul …
If you’re a lyric poet you believe in the passions and the mysteries, especially sex and death. And you also believe that you compress language as much as possible until the process reverses, and all that concentrated energy radiates back out…
Whenever we’re deeply moved by a poem or song, that seems a moment of the resurrection of the beloved … it’s something to do with the beloved as the world …
Recognizing beauty in the world is recognizing the existence of the beloved.”
- Gregory Orr
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ashtree-grove · 3 years
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In Shrek 2, the king tells his wife that he has an "old crusade wound acting up" implying the existence of both the catholic church and islam in the shrek universe
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ashtree-grove · 3 years
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ashtree-grove · 3 years
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A sculpture at the Musée Rodin, Paris, France. I love the way Rodin sculpted hands.
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ashtree-grove · 3 years
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Achileas, the former prince of Greece reading The Secret History by Donna Tartt
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friend_forever_company
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ashtree-grove · 3 years
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Everyday schedule
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ashtree-grove · 3 years
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tbh if someone just handed me a pressure washer and set me loose in the streets i would go into a trance and just start hosing shit down indiscriminately. it's not a question of how much i could clean, but how long until i get hit by a car and die
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