Hera Lindsay Bird, from Waste My Life
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mirror traps by hera lindsay bird
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Hera Lindsay Bird // Lost Scrolls
Mirror Traps
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Hera Lindsay Bird, from "Having Already Walked Out On Everyone I Ever Said I Loved"
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I panicked + Ed, you're panicking
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Hera Lindsay Bird, Having Already Walked Out On Everyone I Ever Said I Loved
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“I encourage you to boycott Eurovision. Not because refusing to do so makes you a hypocrite. Not even because it will ease your ideological discomfort. But because in the end, our feelings don’t matter, our actions do...
Self-abnegation isn’t the point of the exercise here. Try not to think of the boycott as something you’re denying yourself. Boycotts, at their heart, are expressions of solidarity and friendship. Think of the boycott as just this: an expression of solidarity and friendship you’re able to extend to the people of Palestine.”
— Hera Lindsay Bird’s article on Boycotting Eurovision this year, given the fact that Israel has not been kicked out of the competition, despite its continuous acts of genocide against the Palestinian people.
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Mirror traps by Hera Lindsay Bird // Lucerys Velaryon and Aemond Targaryen
Self recognition through the other I.e "whatever souls are made of, yours and mine are the same" (derogatory)
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Having Already Walked Out on Everyone I Ever Said I Loved
by HERA LINDSAY BIRD
I pause for a moment at your door
And consult my fate
This life is more stupid than even I could have hoped for
Every day a search party gets lost in the snow
With no-one to dig them out again
I have tried for too long to act in ways that seem reasonable
Yet somehow, this makes me double-unreasonable
Like flicking someone’s bra-strap at a coroners inquest
The official theme of this poem is
The official theme of all my poems which is
You get in love and then you die
O write it in rhinestones on the lid of my coffin
Some people are too hard to be lived without
Once upon a time I used to feel like............huh
But then I started to feel a little more like..................................uhuh
Once upon a time I used to feel like.................??
But then I started to feel a little more like.................................????????
Having already walked out on everyone I ever said I loved
Things do not bode well for you
But things do also not bode well for me
Every year life gets less and less acceptable
And I feel uncertain of how to proceed in an appropriate fashion
To anticipate heartache is a grim satisfaction
Like tripping down a staircase in a peach
negligee
Or an ancient forest with a new corsage of flames
It pleases me to subject myself to such whimsical hurt feelings
But under my main feelings, I have other, worse feelings
Like an auxiliary moat in which black swans are circling
If I ever die young I’m going to do it in style.....like a Great Gatsby themed suicide attempt!
Having already walked out on everyone I ever said I loved
I have so little left to say to you
I pause for a moment at your door
My eyes pouring out across the darkness
O let us not be little bitches to one another
Life is hard enough as it is
Life is hard enough and fast enough
And there is nothing in this world worth doing
But shaking our heads in awe
A new wind shifts the branches
A bird flies out of the radio and off into silence
I can hardly believe this
I can hardly believe this life
Every time I knock you let me in
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some days I feel so deep inside my life I don’t think I’ll ever get out again
Hera Lindsay Bird, Pamper Me to Hell & Back
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