“your gut instinct is not a liar, those initial feelings exist for a reason, sit on them if you need to, process whether your feelings are valid or just projections, but never dismiss your intuition when the signs are staring you in the face and your nervous system is agreeing.”
— iambrillyant
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They called me a dreamer like it was a bad thing, until my dreams started to come true.
Ekta Somera
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“Because here's something else that's weird but true: in the day-to day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship. And the compelling reason for maybe choosing some sort of god or spiritual-type thing to worship—be it JC or Allah, be it YHWH or the Wiccan Mother Goddess, or the Four Noble Truths, or some inviolable set of ethical principles—is that pretty much anything else you worship will eat you alive. If you worship money and things, if they are where you tap real meaning in life, then you will never have enough, never feel you have enough. It's the truth. Worship your body and beauty and sexual allure and you will always feel ugly. And when time and age start showing, you will die a million deaths before they finally grieve you. On one level, we all know this stuff already. It's been codified as myths, proverbs, clichés, epigrams, parables; the skeleton of every great story. The whole trick is keeping the truth up front in daily consciousness.”
David Foster Wallace, This Is Water: Some Thoughts, Delivered on a Significant Occasion, about Living a Compassionate Life
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"Decide that you are glowing, and you will glow."
— Raw Honey Bliss
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Tutti noi abbiamo rotto regole
per qualcuno
che alla fine
ha rotto noi
-tradotta
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I hope I’ll find you in the end. After the fighting, once the fire’s been doused, the flames have died, the ash has cooled. I hope you’ll still be in the place where I told you to meet me should it ever come to this. Do you remember the old birch tree? We held hands beneath it. We traded secrets - we didn’t know their value back then, didn’t know we could never take them back and make them unheard. When I trail my fingers down the bark, it's familiar like the back of your hand. I can feel the last months beneath my fingertips. The last few years. We never changed, not really, and yet here we are on different sides of the field, weapons lifted. We used to watch the sun set and we were so sure it would rise the next day. When one day it didn’t, it wasn’t something we’d ever thought to expect. Some endings are unfathomable. Some endings don’t seem possible until it’s too late and we can’t return to the beginning anymore.
I hope I'll find you in the end. Beneath the debris, above the noise, I hope I can pull you out by the legs and ask you if you remember.
birch / n.j.
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i miss me, from when i had you.
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No matter what I do and no matter how much of myself I give to someone, it never seems to be enough. I will always be the second choice. I will never be the girl a boy is head over heels in love with and it kills me every single day.
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The size of your forehead, the shape of your nose, the way your body looks, all that pales in comparison to the complexity of your soul, the butterfly effect your smile brings, and the way your presence makes the earth feel a little more like home.
Ekta Somera
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I knew the second I saw you. I don’t know what I knew, but I knew it and I’ve never been more sure of anything.
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"No one is stopping you from being who you want to be. Decide who you want to be, and embody that version of yourself now."
— Raw Honey Bliss
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