It’s been one year since her death
She would be proud of my growth
I miss her dearly everyday
It’s hard going through your toughest year without the cat who’s given you emotional support since you were 9
But I some how managed to do so
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not only do i put a little line through my 7s but i put one through my Zs too. i’m sick and twisted. you’re never getting out of this network of caves alive.
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“Of all our feelings the only one which doesn’t really belong to us is hope. Hope belongs to life, it’s life itself defending itself.”
— Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch
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They asked me if I believed in soulmates
And I said no
What I didn’t tell them is that I think we find a connection with someone and grow it so strongly that it intertwines our souls
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My new years resolution is to get worse
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What the past couple days have felt like
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The broken will always be able to love harder than most. Once you've been in the dark, you learn to appreciate everything that shines.
Unknown
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I’ve lost so much this year
And I’ve only gained fear
Yet I still persevere
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Dare I may ask what wasn’t a lie
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“The strongest people are the ones who are still kind even after the world tore them a part.”
— Raven Emotion
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― Salma Deera, Letters From Medea
[text ID: The centre of every poem is this: / I have loved you. / I have had to deal with that.]
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Me all of March
HAHAHAH well that fucking hurt
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Anne Sexton, from The Collected Poems; “Flight”
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For anyone who is also struggling, being a good writer doesn’t mean you have the best writing, being a good writer means you are always challenging yourself to be better and using people’s critiques and ideas not as insult but as improvement.
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Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 2, 1928-9; Tuesday, October 9
Text ID: I find myself back in the obscure sweetness of fall nights,
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