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Heather Havrilesky, Ask Polly: Help, I'm the Loneliest Person in the World! / Lincoln, Saint Bernard / unknown / Virginia Woolf, The Waves / unknown / Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Gambler / @/mxmorggo (instagram)

i. unknown [ "The cage is open. You can walk out at any time you want. Why are you still in there? ]

ii. Lincoln, Sant Bernard[ "There's really just one thing that we have in common: / Neither of us will be missed / Saint Bernard sits at the top of the driveway / You always said how you loved dogs / I don't know if I count, but I'm trying my best / When I'm howling and barking these songs" ]

iii. unknown [ Stippled drawing of a brown hound dog leaning down. "you are a / simple song-- / i know / all your words" ]

iv. Virginia Woolf, The Waves [ "I press you to me. / Come, pain, feed on me. / Bury your fangs in my flesh. / Teach me asunder. I sob, I / sob." ]

v. unknown [ Messy drawing of a drooling open mouth. "YOU TAUGHT THE DOG TO BITE!!!!!!! / YOU ARE THE ONE TO BLAME !!!!!!! / IT'S ALL YOU!!!!!!!" ]

vi. Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Gambler [ "Do you know that one day I'll kill you? I won't do it because I'm no longer in love with you, or because I'm jealous, but-I'll just kill you for no better reason that I sometimes long to devour you." ]

vii. @/mxmorggo (instagram) [ Black and white sketch of a German Shepard. Half of it's face facing towards the viewer is bone and the other half is fur. "WHAT MADE HIM WHO / HE WAS, IS NOW GONE / HE IS ONLY FLESH & BONE / WE MOURN FOR THE / MEMORIES WE / CAN NO LONGER / MAKE." ]

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Saint Sebastian being cured by Saint Irene (detail, ca.1625) Nicolas Regnier

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fatima aamer bilal, from coffin heart? bury me.

[text id: how did you get so close that i have to dissect you out from under my skin? / memory is a deathbed. remembrance is a grave. the memory of you is a scab that i keep picking so that it scars. a burn, a souvenir, something to claw at that claws back at me. / i refuse to be haunted by something less. / there's a sun-sized ache where your hands used to be. / and now that your place is empty, the blood in my heart pumps around nothing. / nothing. / nothing at all. / senseless circulation. / what am i to live for when i have made my body my casket? / where am i to go from here? / and i always knew longing had another name she wouldn't let me call her by — it's hunger. / my heart grew up to be far more starved than my stomach. / it's the things you learn in your childhood, from the words of your mother, from the hands of your father. / if your teeth do not graze my bones, i do not wish for you to kiss me. / how have i turned gentle love into such devastation? / such greediness? / i carry a coffin for a heart; everything i love must be buried. / plant your garden in the cracks of my skin—mud, gravel, everything. let my blood be water to cater to your needs. / terrible, terrible human, thinks barbarity and love are words of the same meaning. / a mad dog would be a far more gentle lover to the rocks being thrown at him. / and, my dear, i wouldn't ask you to fold me in the pages of your favorite book, just the embedment of fingers between my ribs. / how did you get so close that i have to dissect you out from under my skin? / GET CLOSER.]

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fatima aamer bilal, from coffin heart? bury me.

[text id: how did you get so close that i have to dissect you out from under my skin? / memory is a deathbed. remembrance is a grave. the memory of you is a scab that i keep picking so that it scars. a burn, a souvenir, something to claw at that claws back at me. / i refuse to be haunted by something less. / there's a sun-sized ache where your hands used to be. / and now that your place is empty, the blood in my heart pumps around nothing. / nothing. / nothing at all. / senseless circulation. / what am i to live for when i have made my body my casket? / where am i to go from here? / and i always knew longing had another name she wouldn't let me call her by — it's hunger. / my heart grew up to be far more starved than my stomach. / it's the things you learn in your childhood, from the words of your mother, from the hands of your father. / if your teeth do not graze my bones, i do not wish for you to kiss me. / how have i turned gentle love into such devastation? / such greediness? / i carry a coffin for a heart; everything i love must be buried. / plant your garden in the cracks of my skin—mud, gravel, everything. let my blood be water to cater to your needs. / terrible, terrible human, thinks barbarity and love are words of the same meaning. / a mad dog would be a far more gentle lover to the rocks being thrown at him. / and, my dear, i wouldn't ask you to fold me in the pages of your favorite book, just the embedment of fingers between my ribs. / how did you get so close that i have to dissect you out from under my skin? / GET CLOSER.]

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fatima aamer bilal, from coffin heart? bury me.

[text id: a mad dog would be a far more gentle lover to the rocks being thrown at him. // how have i turned gentle love into such devastation? / such greediness? / i carry a coffin for a heart; everything i love must be buried.]

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“but i don’t like how blood tastes :(” well. grow up. get well soon. i don’t know what else to say to you

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i hope everything gets easier soon. or at least funnier. amen

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siken, four proofs

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Joan Didion, from The Year of Magical Thinking

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we're running out of time to fuck it we ball....

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Alex Dimitrov, from "Love“

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"...the opening line of a poem, [Paul Valéry] said, is like finding a fruit on the ground, a piece of fallen fruit you have never seen before, and the poet's task is to create the tree from which such a fruit would fall."

— Mary Ruefle, Madness, Rack and Honey: Collected Lectures

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growing up

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stages of decomposition fancam

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"how dare you hide this in the tags" -> "you sir have won the internets"

"none of these words are in the bible" -> "thats enough internet for today"

"op check your carbon monoxide detector" -> "were you on drugs when you made this"

and so on and so forth