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Mahmoud Darwish, A River Dies of Thirst

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miranda july / hanif abdurraquib / natalie wee / august rodin / neil hilborn

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I really won with him

#me and who #the enormity of my desire disgusts me

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someone who listens to you when your thoughts are so loud>

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they love me because I be saying shit like alas and perchance

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every woman’s love language is not having to ask

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sometimes, it's not so much about the romance as it is about the devotion. the adoration.

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#please

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i would describe myself as fun and light hearted and unburdened. please ignore the blood in my mouth

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"I think of how gentle we are with our children, with each other's children. How, in the middle of a conversation, without having to look, our hand reflexively reaches out and folds over the sharp corner of the coffee table as a baby crawls past. How do you protect your child from a missile aimed at your house?"

— Mariam Tareen, @ thewritingroom.co on insta

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In Her Absence I Created Her Image by Mahmoud Darwish (tr. Fady Joudah), from The Butterfly’s Burden

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"All roads lead to you, even those I took to forget you "

— Mahmoud Darwish

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okay now someone b in love with me carnally

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“I plant roots so deeply in the people I love that I always lose a piece of myself when they go.”

— Beau Taplin

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i hate being an adult because no matter how hard you try your house is never ever ever ever ever clean