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Rupi Kaur (born 5 October 1992) is a Canadian poet, writer, illustrator and performer. She published a book of poetry and prose entitled milk and honey in 2015. The book deals with themes of violence, abuse, love, loss, and femininity. milk and honey has sold over a million copies, reaching #1 and spending over a year on the New York Times bestsellers list. (source)

There is another Milk & Honey sentence meme going around in the rpc, but I decided to break out my copy and give it a shot. This will be split up into three or four (or more?) parts just like the book.

Feel free to rephrase and change pronouns/words to fit your muse/the situation. For 

The Hurting

How is it so easy for you to be kind to people? 

He was the first boy to teach me my body was for giving to those that wanted.

You have been taught your legs are a pit stop for for men that need to rest. A vacant body empty enough for guests, but no one ever comes and is willing to stay. 

It is your blood in my veins. How am I supposed to forget?

You were so afraid of my voice, I decided to be afraid of it too.

Every time you tell your daughter you yell at her out of love, you teach her to confuse anger with kindness. 

I’ve had sex, but I don’t know what making love feels like. 

If I knew what safety looked like, I would have spent less time falling into arms that are not. 

The idea that we are so capable of love, but still choose to be toxic…

The ___ will tear you in half, but it will not end you. 

You have sadness living in places sadness shouldn’t live. 

A daughter should not have to beg her father for a relationship. 

Trying to convince myself I should take up space is like writing with my left hand when I was born to use my right. 

The idea of shrinking is hereditary. 

You tell me to quiet down because my opinions make me less beautiful. 

I was not made with a fire in my belly so I could be put out. 

I was not made with a lightness on my tongue so I could be easy to swallow. 

I was made heavy: half blade and half silk; difficult to forget and not easy for the mind to follow. 

Your mother is in the habit of offering more love than you can carry. 

You are a war: the border between two countries, the collateral damage. 

The art of being empty is simple. 

The only reason you know you’re still alive is from the heaving of your chest. 

You look just like your mother. You both have the same eyes—and the hands. 

You look just like your mother. 

You both have the same eyes—and the hands.

I guess I do carry her tenderness well. 

But your rage… Your mother doesn’t wear that anger. 

The rage is the one thing I get from my father. 

The women in my family learned to live with their mouths closed. 

You always call to say nothing in particular. You ask what I’m doing or where I am and when the silence stretches like a lifetime between us, I scramble to find questions to keep the conversation going. 

when bae is lookin like a snack 

this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion.  i’ve divided it up into two categories  ( light  &  dark )  based on the themes.  some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions.  please be cautious before continuing on!!

L I G H T

‘  at night i dream of you.  ’ ‘  don’t give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  ’ ‘  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  ’ ‘  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  ’ ‘  i can’t believe i let myself let you down.  ’ ‘  i don’t care where we go when we die,  as long as i’m with you.  ’ ‘  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  ’ ‘  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if you’d let me.  ’ ‘  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  ’ ‘  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after you’re gone.  ’ ‘  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  ’ ‘  i once wished you’d leave me alone,  but i take it back.  ’ ‘  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  ’ ‘  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  ’ ‘  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  ’ ‘  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  ’ ‘  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  ’ ‘  it’s not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  there’s no one i would rather be with.  ’ ‘  i’d like to stay like this for awhile.  ’ ‘  life  &  death don’t have to be so boring,  let’s make both an adventure.  ’ ‘  life imitates art,  they say.  i didn’t believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  ’ ‘  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  ’ ‘  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  ’ ‘  maybe you’re what i needed to find in order to move on.  ’ ‘  never get caught falling harder.  they’ll never let you back up.  ’ ‘  please don’t go.  ’ ‘  some days it’s easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  ’ ‘  sometimes,  you’ll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  ’ ‘  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  ’ ‘  the worst thing about you is that you weren’t all bad.  ’ ‘  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  ’ ‘  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  ’ ‘  there’s still room for adventure  &  there is no one i’d rather have by my side.  ’ ‘  things didn’t turn out the way i planned,  but i’m alright with that.  ’ ‘  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  ’ ‘  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  ’ ‘  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  ’ ‘  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  ’ ‘  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  ’ ‘  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  ’ ‘  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  ’ ‘  ‘morbid curiosity’ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  ’

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