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xoceansx · 11 months

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"She often felt she was nothing but a sponge sopped full of human emotions."

— Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

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haikkun · 5 months

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Share My Gum

I cry

Like you cum

Spilling down our knuckles

Licked from both our thumbs

And the rivulets’ reflexive

Desire to meld together

Has me wondering less

How you could smell

The spearmint

Across the phone

And more

Why we cannot

Share the suffering

Like we shared

The joy

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Maureen Armstrong @haikkun

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creatingnikki · 6 months

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I sit there across you in the café that we usually hang out at writing you a letter. You're leaving the city. Yes, that doesn't mean that you are leaving my life. But leaving is still leaving. And so I have to write you a letter, I want to. But life has been chaotic and heavy and I didn't get the time to do this before meeting you now. All I could do was grab my letter writing supplies and stuff them in my bag as I left home tonight to come see you. So once I reach, I ask 15 minutes of you to write the letter in real time. And once I am done putting it in the envelope I realize I don't have a sticker to seal it the way I usually do and you say, 'wait a minute' and reach for your wallet.

You are giggling and I begin to giggle too even though I don't know what it's going to be. But it's always been that way with you. It's light, it's laughter, and it's warmth. Always? Well, a big chunk anyway. I smile and giggle and laugh in anticipation of smiling and giggling and laughing.

You remove a band aid from your wallet and then we giggle some more. I take it. Of course, I do. With you, I'll let myself do such things that make me forget that I am 26. Or that perhaps let me be without having to be something else. I begin to unwrap the band aid and you start recording me. The whole thing becomes a funny little sweet moment and an analogy of this band aid signifying healing between us. After all, we have recently reconnected after months of trying to be strangers.

I say this is all so poetic. I've said it before. I say it all the time. I view my life and life in general through the lens of poetry and literature and books. Everything is a scene from a story. A few minutes later another such moment is shared and before I can say anything you say, 'this is so cinematic'. That's when you make the observation and say, everything you call poetic I call cinematic. And that very observation and the articulation of that observation as we begin to leave the café post midnight is poetic to me.

Poetic or cinematic, whatever we were, whatever we are, I'm glad we crossed paths and attempted healing. This is a goodbye, not the goodbye. From the minute we met, you have been helping me fight my cognitive distortions. Why? Because you are healthy and normal. All I have wanted this year are normal experiences and normal people. Normal does not mean all good and smooth sailing. To me, it only means things not blowing out of proportion or going bat shit crazy. Things not resembling the arc of a book or a movie.

I've been consciously realizing lately how seeing my life and myself from the lens of a story and being the mc is not helpful. It gives my life this fanciful flavour and adds whimsy but with that comes unnecessary plot twists and agony.

"Normal" can also be poetic/cinematic. I don't need to be an unreliable narrator for that or let wild, vicious people in my life. I don't have to take whacky decisions and put up with things for character development. My life can be normal — light, full of laughter, and warmth. Without it having to be blindingly bright, headache-inducing laughter, and scorching warmth.

Thank you. Thank you for helping me come to that realization. I'm glad you exist.

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heverything · 4 months

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petrichor-moss-and-lightning · 6 months

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“ever forward, always looking back,” Aurora Picciottoli

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shreyuh · 2 years

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hmwritings · 1 year

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“No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world. We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race—and the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.”

— Mr. John Keating, from the “Dead Poets Society”

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hairstylesbeauty · 2 years

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makeuphall · 2 years

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alejandropoeta · 2 years

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Let Go

Dwell in place. No beginning, no end. Why do you race? To Maya Goddess, you bend. Break its spell.

Do not grasp, let go. Have no fear: there is hope, even in your present form.

Cycles of change: again and again shedding the pain renewing the Self as it suffers and fades into cycles of change again and again...

Do not grasp, let go.

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Alejandro Fabian

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thewriterain · 1 year

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he is laughing, eating yogurt covered in an array of toppings - toppings that i've chosen before, and i know he likes too - and i'm laughing along when it hits me just how much i like him. this isn't falling in love. falling implies something that didn't happen with purpose, with choice. no, this is growing into love. this is grabbing his hand and choosing to walk through this together, whether we smile or get hurt or everything in between.

oh god, i’m in love again // thewriterain

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xoceansx · 1 year

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"What do we live for, if not to make life less difficult for each other?"

— George Eliot, Middlemarch [1871]

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haikkun · 6 months

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Kill Code

Still you

Still cold

Still blue

Frigid digits

Pecking code out from the hue;

Binary lies,

Never meant for my eyes-

Anyways.

Ode to the habits;

Of swallow, fore chewn.

And all I want

And all I ask:

Some chance to set

The game to past;

To play the level again,

To believe without pretend

That it was not

All by

Design

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Maureen Armstrong @haikkun

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creatingnikki · 9 months

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10 things I know to be true — july 2023

Your stomach really starts acting up as you hit mid 20s. It's not just a meme, it's a fact.

I often care for rain a lot more when it's not raining than when it is. Does that say something about the inherency of human nature? We love yearning more than we like receiving the thing we yearn sometimes.

I am my mother's precious daughter.

You will keep learning the same lessons until you not only say you have learned it and accept it but till they are coded into your actions.

Blockages exist. You don't recognize them yet but you acknowledge their existence. There must be some reason why you can't get the very things you want.

You are vulnerable to those who say the things your heart wants to hear. And those that can make you laugh.

Sometimes when you feel like your world is crashing, you need to speak to someone not about your problems. But people who can make you laugh. Because some problems aren't solved through talking. But those that know you and can make you laugh can make your heart feel lighter in moments you feel it drown.

You need more funny people in your life. Normal and funny.

Consistency is normal. Just because it's rare these days does not mean it's not normal.

Red is not a flag. It is your heart. It is the shade of the lipstick you love. It is ketchup. Let's not let red's reputation be so singular.

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thepastisapebbleinmyshoe · 16 days

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“There will be good days, laced in soft beautiful thoughts, and it will be those memories, that keep you holding on”. K.S.S

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petrichor-moss-and-lightning · 1 year

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birthed into the flames of girlhood,

you were always taught docility, softness —

pliability —

to let honey drip from the corners of your mouth at the end of every sentence.

you’re told to keep your opinions to yourself.

// bite your tongue in two so long as you don’t make a sound //

but god, aren’t you so full up of rage?;

the kind of anger that draws salt up

through the soil into bloodied pillars.

your hands tremble with it,

blood singing armageddon through your veins.

stars colliding in your chest.

don't you think it's about time you stop being nice?

your jaw opens vicious. closes —

don't you think it's time you stop holding back a scream?

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