("I exist in two places: here and where you are")
Suzanne Buffam, "Vanishing Interior"
Sufjan Stevens, "The Only Thing"
Rene Ricard, "And Then I Tried"
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Ummmm sometimes you dread the weight of your life and other times it is an early morning in april and there are 5 species of birds singing and also the sun is shining through the baby leaves. Btw
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i think people should talk more about the unique sense of hopelessness which stems from the realization that “help” in the form myth promised you does not exist; there is no help coming and you must create from scratch the tools that will dismantle (or at least diminish) your own suffering, and do this not once but every day for the rest of your life
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words by @starpeace
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girls and the inherent loneliness they have felt all their lives
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i don’t come back from any day the same anymore. i stare the alternate life in the face and sometimes it has the decency to stare back. most days though, it just looks the other way. and when i cant face the world at all, i face the qibla and it carries me to the next moment. i don’t dream of the dead. i don’t dream of anything sensible. i don’t write. i don’t plan. i hardly breathe. i am angry all the time and my anger is making me resent people in grocery stores and airports and i wish it wouldn’t. my thoughts jump from year to year trying to trace it back to one moment but grief outlines everything and i exist only in its borders.
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don't give up
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must be nice to be able to let things go, unfortunately everything that has ever happened to me never leaves my mind
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“Soon I’ll grow up, and I won’t even flinch at your name.”
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