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to carry your grief on my back would be an honor by judas h.
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Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”
[Text ID: “How do I stop / carrying everything / that had ever / happened to me?”]
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Screams from the Balcony: Selected Letters 1960-1970
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I really be wanting to erase myself from people’s memories
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You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.
Daniel Saint
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everything you lose is a step you take
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how to look at art / lynda barry
@reggieonline
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it's the weekend baby
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