— Notebook Fragments, Ocean Vuong

"Notebook Fragments," Ocean Vuong

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Ocean Vuong, "Notebook Fragments" from Night Sky With Exit Wounds

I dreamed I walked barefoot all the way to your house in the snow. Everything was the blue of smudged ink and you were still alive. There was even a light the shade of sunrise inside your window.

Ocean Vuong, Notebook Fragments

Ocean Vuong, Notebook Fragments

"notebook fragments" ocean vuong

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980

Albert Camus, from a diary entry featured in Notebooks, 1935-1942

-Albert Camus, Notebooks 1951–1959

[TEXT ID: "Somebody inside of me has always tried, with all his strength, to be nobody." END ID]

This is my forest a sea of wires. This gaggle of vision is my flame. These trees are men, the engineers. And a tribe of farmers on their Sunday off.

Gods — the directors. Cameras, Greek Centaurs on the boom, with silent Mobile grace

Toward me — a leaping clown In the great sun’s eye. Grand danger there in curved thigh. The avenging finger — lord.

Jim Morrison, from “The Tape Noon Journal”

diamant is 100% the type of husband to praise you for anything and everything to make sure you know how amazing you are in his eyes

he might be better at combat, fishing, etc. but that won't stop him from genuinely feeling excited whenever you do well, and he can't help but shower praise on you because you're just so breathtaking to him (he's a little more reserved in front of the others but he will still make sure you know how impressed he is by you!)

even if you messed up, he would look at you with his kind and gentle gaze and ruffle your hair, and he'd tell you how awe-inspiring you are to him

and if you asked him for help, he'd definitely help you out by holding you and guiding your hands in his

"We both shared the same story but yours ended happily and mine ended without you " We can never stop someone from leaving us, we can't stop them, when they want to leave our hand they will, We really can't force anybody. You just will be waiting for them to come back , for their one look , for their text , even just for their ignorance you will wait . Idk what people will call that, maybe madness or they will call you crazy but it's just your love for that one person . I mean how can I just accept that we happily ended up?? Its just too much to accept as reality that people who were yesterday your forever are no more anything to you . And the misery is you Cant stop them from leaving, because you love them and they are happy without you.

can i get Fruity Four Upside Down Monsters?

"You're hot when you get bitchy."

Nancy let out a strangled laugh. Robin couldn't believe Eddie's audacity, but maybe the demobat rabies worked like the Russian truth serum did.

Steve didn't even flinch, continuing to wind the bandages around Eddie's torso with ruthless efficiency. "I'm hot all the time, now shut up."

Perhaps the scariest thought of all: perhaps the lion is upon me. Perhaps the lion is eating me. Perhaps the lion has already eaten me.

fragments from the notebook, 1

long chords take note of the sundown the blue pathos of not-clouds paling like a servant too frightened to speak i listen, hard, to the music of meditation, wish for waves to hear me, for breath -- yours -- to fill these polluted lungs