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unfolding into another spring
mahmood darwish, sylvia plath, v.e. schwab, ana mendieta
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one of the most important things, perhaps the most important thing I have learned in my life is that nice people can fuck each other up in monstrous ways. people can be bone deep kind and loving and self reflective and still lash out under pressure. people can be earnestly neighbourly and charitable and hospitable and generous and still find themselves in situations where they become selfish. people can be well meaning and easygoing and gregarious and hold deep seated opinions that turn them into vicious little bullies under the right conditions. nobody is just one thing, and nobody stays one way. every person is a kaleidoscope and they will surprise you. you will surprise yourself. it's not a warning and it's not a judgement and it's not an excuse, and it's certainly not a reason to stop trying or to stop trusting. it is just a fact.
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shooting myself in the back of the head so my suicide looks suspicious and i waste everyones time
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me core°.★
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the line between "sacred" and "scared" is the placement of a single letter. which probably means nothing. but i'm going to read into it.
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withlovefromcannelle · 2 months
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its only been a decade of modi. they have done almost everything on that list — even the mere ideological success of elevating the butcher of godhra would've been enough, but no. the temple is complete, the court has ruled nobody burned the mosque down and even if they did, it was a good thing, the rioters and rapists have been garlanded, kashmir has been conquered de jure, citizenship has been made contigent, reservations and federalism have been weakened, vigilante cow activism has new life, dalit politics constantly threatened with assimilation and new models of muslim dispossession are imported from israel. all this with a capture of courts, election commissions, the bureaucratic apparatus, academia and media. the soil of this country had to have been rotten.
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withlovefromcannelle · 3 months
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they need to come up with more words like necrosis and miasma and mausoleum and cadaver and morose and decrepit and stuff like that just so metal bands can expand their vocabulary
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withlovefromcannelle · 3 months
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relationships and jobs are temporary. your shitty unpopular tumblr blog is forever
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withlovefromcannelle · 3 months
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I think more leftists need to recognize the gap between “this should happen eventually” and “this would be feasible to achieve in the near future”
Like, I’m an anarchist. (Although maybe I’m not according to some people but idk who cares) And I think an ideal world would have no nation states or borders. But that’s not going to happen tomorrow, or next year, or for a long time
So while I wait, instead of endlessly hemming and hawing over what the would should look like, I try to focus on what I can do right now to improve the world in material ways and to lessen the suffering of others
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withlovefromcannelle · 4 months
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Brain empty.... pussy thinking though.
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do you want to be unconditionally loved bc you’re selfish or do you want to be unconditionally loved bc all the love you’ve been given your entire life has come w too many conditions
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withlovefromcannelle · 4 months
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And speaking of Sophia Tolstoy, her diaries are just so depressing. 
“I am to gratify his pleasure and nurse his child, I am a piece of household furniture, I am a woman. I try to suppress all human feelings. When the machine is working properly it heats the milk, knits a blanket, makes little requests and bustles about trying not to think […].“
She wrote this when she was 19, one year into her marriage to Leo and as she was pregnant with the first of his 13 children.
A few years later, when she was 25 or so:
“I am so often alone with my thoughts that the need to write in my diary comes quite naturally … Now I am well again and not pregnant—it terrifies me how often I have been in that condition. He said that for him being young meant “I can achieve anything”. For me […] reason tells me that there is nothing I either want or can do beyond nursing, eating, drinking, sleeping, and loving and caring for my husband and babies, all of which I know is happiness of a kind, but why do I feel so woeful all the time, and weep as I did yesterday? I am writing this now with the pleasantly exciting sense that nobody will ever read it, so I can be quite frank with myself […].“
During her 12th pregnancy she wrote about taking scalding baths and jumping from high pieces of furniture to try and miscarry.  And at one point while reading her husband’s diary (which he told her to read) she found the sentence “There is no such thing as love, only the physical need for intercourse and the practical need for a life companion.” In her own diary she wrote “They ebb and flow like waves, these times when I realise how lonely I am and want only to cry…”
A few years before her husband’s death, she published a cycle of prose poems titled “Groans”, under the pseudonym “A Tired Woman”.
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would a fallen angel love a human like a sacrificial lamb or a cult leader?
depends on how broken their pride is
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