i spend my days waiting. waiting for the water to boil and my tea to be ready. for spring to come back. for more daylight. the oil in the pan to heat up. a “hey i miss you” or “can you help me out for a second?” or “you want to hang out?” text. for my phone to finish charging. for good news. flowers on the table. the next hug. “hey, you got the job!” waiting for the sun. to set. to rise. to see both. for summer to be around the corner. a good song. a falling star. a text back. i spend my time waiting to be remembered. i spend my time repeating that tomorrow will be better. tomorrow will be better. i spend my days waiting and waiting and waiting. i spend my days waiting unbearably.
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It’s been two years since we parted ways,
It’s been few months since he exchanged vows with his new wife;
Why am I here mourning after all these times?
Why is it so hard for me to erase his memories and delete his pictures?
I want out and why do I feel like someone strangling me,
The sight of the pictures are turning my mellow heart into a black stone.
It’s heavy to breathe too.
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so many books but never enough money
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Lifegoals
‘Laziness’ by Félix Vallotton, c. 1896.
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Sailor’s Mortuary, Saltburn-by-the-Sea.
1881.
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Beholders - Mia Bergeron , 2024.
American, b. 1979 -
Oil on canvas , 24 x 24 cm.
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The Wind in the Willows, Inga Moore
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Chris Dunn
'Fetching Supper'
20 x 30cm, Watercolour,
2023
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Call me on a rainy day and we can go walking in the woods
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“You sensed that you should be following a different path, a more ambitious one, you felt that you were destined for other things but you had no idea how to achieve them and in your misery, you began to hate everything around you.”
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Netochka Nezvanova
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Women, they have minds, and they have souls, as well as just hearts. And they've got ambition, and they've got talent, as well as just beauty. I'm so sick of people saying that love is just all a woman is fit for. I'm so sick of it.
[Almost crying]
But I'm so lonely...
Jo March little women
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I want to meet my true love
For cheap casual sex;
Said Banksy,
Is that what is happening to the world?
What happened to people meeting in a bookstore
And falling in love till the end of time?
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Velimir Khlebnikov, from Collected Works, Vol.III: Selected Poems, (tr. by Paul Schmidt)
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