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Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem

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i am NOT beautifully ̷̧b̷̷̧̧ŗ̷̷̧o̷̷̧̧ķ̷̷̧ȩ̷n i was RIPPED to ̲s̲ʜ̲ʀ̲ᴇ̲ᴅ̲s from the INSIDE out.
you little shit.
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The scenery changes, people come in and go out, that’s all.
Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea (via rrtval)
night has its own quiet stepping—it is not an abyss, not amorphous as once you felt—.
Alessandra Lynch, from “Meditation on Rain” (via weltenwellen)
The difficulty comes, at times, from the loss of perspective. There’s no great harm in being somebody else once in a while. There you will come to know how, by working slowly, to be spontaneous.
Theodore Roethke, Straw for the Fire (via weltenwellen)
and the smell of the past is everywhere, […] the smell of too many illusions—
Louise Glück, from “Sunrise,” A Village Life (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2009)

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I slipped my skin / walked off & left myself & left
Lightsey Darst, from Thousands
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I start to look up. I want to see my eyes. I want to look beneath the surface of the pale green and see what’s inside of me. As I get near I turn away. I try to force myself back, but I can’t do it. I have not consciously looked into my eyes for years. Although I have wanted to look into them, I have not had the strength to do so. I try to force myself, but I can’t. I do not have the strength now and I do not know if I will ever have the strength. I might never look into the pale green of my eyes again. There are places from which you cannot return. There is damage that can irreparable.
James Frey, A Million Little Pieces

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Date someone who meets you half way. Date someone who brings you a glass a water when they get themselves one. Date someone who makes sure you don’t spend money on ridiculous things. Date someone your ex hates and your mom loves. Date someone who’d rather spend a Friday night watching movies, than out with 50 people they barely even talk to. Date someone who sleeps on your chest and leaves a little puddle of drool. Don’t date someone who makes you leave oceans of tears.
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