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A conversation about how you feel is not supposed to end in an argument.
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It’s as if they’re having a private contest, etiquette versus etiquette, best shit-eating grin take all.
The Fifth Season by N. K. Jemisin
Honestly this is just my "relatives" at every family event
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maybe it's dumb but........ love is stored in humans finding out we can make heart shapes with our hands in different ways and teaching it to each other and doodling hearts on your friend's math homework and booping your nephew's nose and saying i love you as a farewell and giving flowers meanings and holding hands and the heart eyes emoji and in each other
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*interacts with people*
*has to take a four hour nap*
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“A witch is just a girl who knows her mind.”
— Catherynne M. Valente, from “The Bread We Eat in Dreams,” The Bread We Eat in Dreams
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'run a botanical garden? why darling, i would love to'
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if you think you can just follow me and start talking to me as if we were friends well you are correct
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“These mountains that you are carrying, you were only supposed to climb.”
— Najwa Zebian
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no, I will not do my stupid human tasks, I will stare at the ceiling and yearn for something I'll never feel
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Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, Rien ne va plus
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Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home
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i have a disease called “i believe i will have the love i have been reading about all these years one day”
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Not to be cringe but *enjoys my interests in a fun, harmless little way that makes me happy*
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“You deserve someone who answers.”
— Unknown
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As opposed to that quote about “the horrifying ordeal of being known,” do y’all ever feel so positively UNKNOWN and UNSEEN that it frightens you? Like there’s a self that you feel on the inside, and you believe to be “you,” but it seems like nobody else sees that version of you? And they’re interacting with someone that isn’t you but a projection of their experience of you? What’s more, perhaps nobody will ever know your true essence and you will die without ever being fully realized????? I’m only two beers in honestly
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