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“Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darkness of other people.”
— Carl Jung

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timeless traitor
we've got a few more years for fate it shouldn't ever be too late I'm seeing numbers like I'm taunted it's fresh prey for the haunted I'm the kind to rip the bandage off and relive the pain in slow motion I see the stairs but barely climb above scared that my theories are fictive notions they float like invisible dust they're everywhere under the light something you'd see but never trust parting ways left and right I'd have you sit with every sentence and pay attention to its expense I observe beyond papers and persuaders I'm both a renovator and a timeless traitor
“Part of falling in love with someone is actually falling in love with yourself.”
— Leah Raeder
we're never not written with the means to understand whatever waves, whatever lengths, you'd love through I'll know you in every one of them and hold every fragment that is you I'll sit beside your contemplations be the view that settles over your gaze because I never knew I could anchor somewhere steady and safe enough to be a taker for your eyes only for your eyes only for your eyes only

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there will always be a calling with your name on it. always. maybe not today. maybe not next week. maybe not while you’re sitting in that uncomfortable posture staring at the your screen, disassociated, mourning the person you used to be at 17, back when the future felt ENORMOUS. but eventually something will tap you on the shoulder and you’ll have the epiphany: a book or a person. some city. could be the literal wind before a storm, a random stranger smiling. a patch of saturated light on the floor.
but eventually something will look directly at you, it’ll hold you by your face and lock eyes with you and in the most electric way possible scream at you: “YOU NEED TO GET UP. WE ARE NOT DONE YET”
I know a place my soul could land and every time, you'd take my hand where once something was overlooked now seen exactly as it stood how you make space when it's crowded reminds me you deserve what you're owed even without light it's my birthright to have bruised, so I can understand you to survive, so I can look out for you to love, so I can witness every version of you
your knuckles loose in the face of loss you're blue and jazz and all across the room you wished had someone else that looked like me in your pretense your blue eyes flinched, I moved an inch further away but close and closer every look was sadness-tinged but you showed up like you'd thought it over heavy yet free, the way you conquered you've seen me and never wavered I can see your stitched-up injuries scarring but I'm confessing I'm never leaving your trembling lips traced back to me your way home is muscle memory it's all fake bluffing, my reckoning you come running and my beat's returning
Wildness Before Something Sublime Leila Chatti

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Some connections feel ancient, as if two souls signed a pact long before they ever met.
catch-22
all this time, i refused to believe you were yet another absolutely horrible, horrendous catch-22. i finally escaped and moved on from the even more horrible situation before you. so i tried to meet you with a more hopeful disposition, more understanding and more willing to rebel against my own pattern of running away once it gets real. but there it is again, the old saying of my life, “it always dies before it begins”. every fucking time. and i guess i just really, really wanted you to be an exception for a change. almost like i needed it to.
now i see myself as the outsider again, looking in through the windows of a room i’ve always been locked out of. i want freedom and a place i can always go back to. but it seems i’ve been outside all this time. never sleeping on the rush of life, never blending in with it either. like i was never meant to escape the girl i was, who’d look at someone she cares about like an agonizing exorcism she had to endure, wrenching itself away, only to beguile her once in a while into its peaceful non-existence, then kick her out again. the girl who’s always been a witness to the longing of someone she loves, watching him use the same words she wove for him, for someone else.
Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Boris Pasternak featured in Letters, Summer 1926
— isa b. this survival hasn't been soft

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i’m numb ‘till i’m aching for the sharp pain
if anything happens i love you