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dreamlesson · 2 days
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DS9 didn’t have to go this hard with a brilliant illustration of traumatic grief in the first episode
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lunchboxpoems · 2 days
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DRESSING FOR THE BURIAL
No one wants to talk about the hilarity after death —
the way the week my brother shot himself,
his wife and I fell on the bed laughing
because she couldn’t decide what to wear for the big day,
and asked me, “Do I go for sexy or Amish?” I told her sexy.
And we rolled around on the mattress they shared
for eighteen years, clutching our sides.
Meanwhile, he lay in a narrow refrigerated drawer,
soft brown curls springing from his scalp,
framing his handsome face. This was back when
he still had a face, and we were going to see it.
“Hold up the black skirt again,” I said. She said, “Which one?”
And then she said, “You look so Mafia Chic,” and I said, “Thank you,”
and it went on until we both got tired and our ribs hurt and now
I don’t even remember what we wore. Only that we both looked fabulous
weeping over that open hole in the ground.
DANUSHA LAMÉRIS
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I lost my 18 year old kitty today, and I'm heartbroken.
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While grief is proportional to the amount of love we give, I will never regret giving my entire heart to those in my life. 🐾❤️🌈
Heartbreak terrifies me, but it is a part of life. I find comfort in knowing that it stems from having loved abundantly, fully, and without hesitation.
As much as it hurts, I will never stop loving fearlessly, for it is what makes life worth living❤️
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es-al · 2 days
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Saw this on Pinterest and wanted to share it here bcos it’s amazing. Perhaps I will cry today.
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nocturneslament · 2 days
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Golden Hour
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somewhere on warm sunday, in the lingering past and an impossible future.
i hold you.
we sway slowly like foxtails in the breeze.
you are a day-dream as warm as golden hours glow, which soon fades to dusk.
it is nothing more than a projection of my fantasies on a tattered movie screen.
i hear your sigh as the reels click, i feel the warmth of your breath against my collarbone. i clench the loose fabric in my fingers holding your waist to mine. i look to your eyes but i can only see your lips, you shush me with the restraint i once had.
i know it’s almost time, i know it’s almost time, can I please have more time?
. . .
i know better.
the amber glow recedes, twilight proceeds and I’m left with the truth. i leave the windows open but close the blinds. the wind rattles the slats; the faintest
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goldenavenger02 · 16 hours
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forever winter
Lloyd’s plans were always made around the bigger picture, but the five of them had always looked to Kai to make split second decisions.
‘And now he’s gone.’
When they finally arrived back at the monastery, all Nya could feel was numbness.
Back in Cloud Kingdom, she hadn't been able to hold back her tears as she cried on Wyldfyre's shoulder, but now she just felt nothing; in the back of her mind, she couldn't help but wonder if this was how Kai had felt when she merged with the ocean.
When she finally brought her vision away from the intricate stonework of the courtyard, she found herself swimming in a sea of somber faces but none of their questioning glances were fixated on her.
All of their eyes were silently pleading with Lloyd for answers, but he never turned around to rattle off some semblance of a plan as he silently opened the sliding door to his room and shut it behind him.
Lloyd's plans were always made around the bigger picture, but the five of them had always looked to Kai to make split second decisions.
'And now he's gone.'
"I'm gonna…" Cole's voice broke through the deafening silence, even if he was only speaking just above a whisper to keep his own tears from breaking free, "gonna go find Geo and tell him about Bonzle."
"I will accompany you." Nya watched as Zane reassuringly squeezed Cole's hand before the two of them made their way inside, leaving her alone with the others and their sadness filled glances making their way to her.
"Nya?"
"We were up all night," she finally forced her tongue to move and hoped that her voice didn't sound strangled before she focused in on Arin as she remembered how she and Lloyd had found him flat on his back after the Bounty crashed, "is anyone hurt?"
When they all shook their heads "no", she knew that there would be more extensive prodding later from both her as well as Zane, but for now, since no one was actively bleeding or showing concussion symptoms, she dropped it.
"Okay, then we all need to get some sleep. It has been a very long week," Nya explained even though she was fully aware that the likelihood of them actually going to sleep was non-existent even if they did go to their bedrooms.
"Hey, Nya?" Arin asked quietly after Sora, WyldFyre and Riyu disappeared inside the walls of the monastery.
"Yes?"
"I…I'm really sorry, about Kai. If I had just kept Bonzle safe-"
"Don't even start," she cut him off, resting her palms on his shoulders, "this was not your fault, or Lloyd's fault, or Riyu's fault, or Cole's fault. The only person to blame for this is Ras."
"But…" He turned away from her with a sniffle, her eyes stayed completely dry no matter how much she wanted to cry.
"Here, come sit," she insisted, letting go of his shoulders and leading him to the stone steps before sitting down and looking up at the clouds slowly rolling across the sky, "you know that Kai was the one who raised me?"
"No…" another sniffled as he rubbed his orange sleeve over his face, "the only ninja whose family is common knowledge is Lloyd."
"Well, you know about the elemental masters fighting in the serpentine wars, right?" She was met with a nod, "shortly after, they were betrayed by the elemental masters of time, so Master Wu came to our parents, who were members of the elemental alliance, to make four blades out of Chronosteel. It can absorb elemental powers."
"Kreel had some of that stuff a while back in her junkyard, Sora used it to make hers, Cole's and Kai's mechs."
"But when Master Wu and Garmadon threw the blades into a temporal vortex, the elemental masters of time went after them. One of them, Acronix, was lost for forty years and the other one, Krux, he captured our parents and forced them to equip their army of vermillion warriors. Kai and I were just kids, little kids. I couldn't have been older than four."
"But you two didn't join Master Wu until you were teenagers."
"There were some people in our village, who looked out for us at first, either by buying us food or buying the stock of weapons that our dad had in the back, but as soon as Kai was tall enough to start learning how to run the forge, he refused any financial help, dropped out of school and ran the shop. He refused to let me do the same no matter how much I begged, stuff about "mom and dad would want me to keep you safe"," Nya swallowed back a sob at the memories flooding her mind and looked back up at the sky, "he was such an idiot, but he always kept me safe. It's why, for the longest time, I viewed myself as invincible. That no one could lay a hand on me because Kai would stop them before they could even think about it."
She was caught a little off guard by the sudden pressure of tight arms around her, but she didn't push away and pulled Arin closer instead, her eyes starting to fill with salty tears that absorbed into his shirt.
Despite the tears, it never devolved into sobs; Jay had always been the one who was more open with his emotions, the one who begged her not to leave him as the call of the sea grew louder and louder in her ears.
Nya knew that the sobs would come as soon as she was alone; they would come after she called her parents to let them know what had happened and she made her way in his bedroom filled with warmth, reds and the scent of smoke lingering in the air.
Her chest would heave and the tears would spill onto his red bed sheets as she curled up in a ball with Jay's tattered stuffed zebra in her arms all while she tried so desperately not to feel like that terrified little girl who crawled into her big brother's bed at every minor inconvenience.
It was not the first time she had fallen into this routine; it had happened after Cole's fall, it had happened after Zane was transported into the Never Realm and it had happened that first night she had returned to the monastery after years of being separated from the others only to find out that Lloyd and Kai had also been unsuccessful in finding Jay.
It was as if her body refused to let her fully break until she was completely safe, far away from prying eyes and rhetorical questions.
When Arin finally pulled away and sat back down beside her, he brought his arm up and rested it on her shoulder blade, "I know Lloyd, and Master Wu, would tell you that "ninja never quit", but ninja are allowed to take a break."
"Well, you are the ninja expert," Nya chuckled as she wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand, waiting until he finished yawning to continue, "a ninja expert who really needs to try and get some sleep."
"I get the hint," Arin nodded, making his way towards the door as Nya turned away and pulled in another deep breath, "Nya?"
"Yes?" She turned to see him nervously tapping a finger on his left hand as he lingered by the sliding door.
"Are you going to be okay?"
"I don't…I don't know."
"Do you want me to stay?"
And no matter how nice his offer was, she shook her head "no".
She couldn't accept it because no matter how much she had grown to care for Arin and the rest of Lloyd's students, he wasn't Kai; and Kai was the only person that could make any of this feel somewhat okay.
"I guess I'll see you later, then." Arin spoke before the sliding door opened and closed with a soft 'thunk' against the wood, leaving Nya by herself in the courtyard as the clouds rolled across the sky lazily.
She wasn't sure how long she watched the bright blue and bright sun rays be broken up by clouds, but the warmth soaking through her clothes and coating her skin felt so wrong; if the sky understood what had taken place and just how much her brother had sacrificed for it, rain would be dampening her hair and drenching her clothes.
But instead, she was covered in sunlight while wondering, 'how can there be any warmth if Kai isn't here?'
"Hey."
Nya turned her head quickly at the noise, only to relax when she saw Lloyd with a mug clutched tightly in his right hand.
"Figured you would need something to drink, it's really hot out here."
"Thanks," Nya muttered softly, taking the mug from him and sipping at the cool water inside before taking in his disheveled appearance of messy hair and red-rimmed eyes, "I take it sleeping still isn't going well?" he shook his head, allowing her to prod more, "is it more visions?"
"I came out here to help you feel better," his chuckle was hollow in a way that made Nya feel sick as she came to the realization as to why he had sought her out, "but no, it's not visions…I just miss him."
"Yeah, me too."
"Kai's the one I always go to when this leader stuff gets really hard and I don't…I don't know what I'm going to do, how I'm going to do this, without him."
"Well, it may not be the same," she didn't expect it to be even close, "but you can always talk to me about it, okay?"
"Okay," Lloyd agreed after a beat of silence, catching her off guard for a brief moment by resting his head against her shoulder before asking, "Is this okay?"
"Yeah, it's okay," she insisted, pulling him closer to try and remind herself that she still had one of her brothers while the sun started to dip behind the monastery wall, "it's more than okay, Lloyd."
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kanthonyficrecs · 13 hours
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Close Encounters of the Acutest Kind by caciopepebowl Rating:E Status: Complete Summary: Kate and Anthony meet by chance in an empty hospital room. Her father has just died. His youngest sister has just been born. The encounter is not a pleasant one.
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miralunawritez · 1 day
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i dont usually share my personal life on this app but i wanna talk about the loss of my best friend, aka my aunt.
she got her life taken from her april 28th at around 10pm est due to a fatal car crash not even 2 miles away from her house. she was on the way to pick up a friend that was left on the side of the road when another teenage boy, 17, swerved into her lane n hit her head on. she wasn't the sweetest girl but she was fun to be around, she spoke her mind n stood her ground. we were glued at the hip during family gatherings, lake days, and other events.
things r gonna be different without u around, i hope ur happy up in heaven. i miss u sm and ill love u always and forever sydney. forever 17. 🕊️
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rest easy gorgeous girl. when i die ur gonna be one of the first people i ask god about. 🪽
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misscrazyfangirl321 · 7 months
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Thinking about... Grieving the undead.
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pimsri · 3 months
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I make art about grief again
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annakarenina · 7 months
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this comment on a tiktok where theyre crying because their dog isnt gonna live forever slaps
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spiderversegf · 4 months
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grief is so crazy like what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. does she know i loved her. i miss her so much. i catch myself doing things she used to do. i wish i could call her. i miss her so much. i do a crossword puzzle. i cry while washing the dishes. does she know i loved her? my heart feels like a hummingbird. i miss her so much. what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. what if i forget.
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fromdarzaitoleeza · 11 months
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Gentle Spirit
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feral-ballad · 6 months
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Mosab Abu Toha, from Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear: Poems from Gaza
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