sometimes it seems like there is this general lack of love in your life and i am not necessarily talking about romantic love, but an absence of all sorts of love. as if the warmth has disappeared and just left a feeling that something is missing. i hope that you find love in yourself in the meantime, i hope you hang on until you feel that warmth in again, regardless of what caused it to spark again.
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— Mary Oliver, Entering the Kingdom
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a scrap from feeling like shit (but also a little taken care of)
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— To the Young Who Want to Die, Gwendolyn Brooks
[ text ID: Graves grow no green that you can use. / Remember, green’s your color. / You are Spring. ]
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my ultimate fantasy is having a brain that lets me enjoy being alive
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Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar
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“I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me.”
— Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis
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a veces siento tanto y tan intenso y a veces no siento nada de nada
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James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room
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e.e. cummings, from “my love” (from Tulips), Complete Poems of E.E. Cummings: 1904-1962
[Text ID: “thy wrists
are holy
which are the keepers of the keys of thy blood”]
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Mary Oliver
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Colum McCann // Franz Kafka
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Safia Elhillo, from Home Is Not a Country; “Haitham”
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being insanely obsessive will not get u anywhere but it sure do pass the time
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“I love you, that means I’m not just here for the pretty parts. I’m here no matter what.”
— Claudia Gray
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— Yū Miri, Tokyo Ueno Station
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