Mary Oliver, Wild Geese (1986) in her collection Dream Work.

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Mary Oliver, Wild Geese (1986) in her collection Dream Work.

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Joy Sullivan, from “These Days People Are Really Selling Me On California”, Instructions for Traveling West
Tracy K. Smith, from “Don’t You Wonder, Sometimes?”, Life on Mars
i feel like im getting crushed by the things i have to do. all i wanna do is read fanfics, play games, stay home, dont talk to anyone. but i have to keep seeing people to have good relationships, need to finish paperworks, try to learn and do things to get better at my career, study… it just doesnt end.
and honestly, what a privilege to be able to say that ive enlarged my life so much that it is overfilling. but it is overfilling nonetheless. i dont know how to have a balance appearantly

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bruh leavw me tf alone… patheticcccc
i dont feel like we’ve not been talking all this time, you know? Every moment, remnants of you are with me. You’re in the corner of my eyes, in the shadows, talking in whispers. You’re with me, it’s your voice in my head. you’re my first thought, my anxiety, my guilt; the rock that Sisyphus pushes.
i dont know how to escape this feeling, as if eveything is hanging by a thread. I feel so threatened all the time, and as if I keep wasting my time, losing my potential. I try but its not good enough, not fast enough, its not my 100%. And i feel like im running out of time; i dont want to look back in regret
i totally understand how people start smoking, or drinking, or using anything to soothe the dread.
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
i need all the help i can get for finals
Hey so
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
So you know.
This might be the real one, y’all.
fuck it sure. help

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every moment im away from work, i feel an incredible dread. It’s not even I work a lot, or do a lot. I just feel like I must always feel like working, to feel like I deserve something.
“Life is that which must overcome itself again and again.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche
I really do believe i was not made for living. When i have a good day, when im happy; all it leads to is missing that moment so terribly in the future. If im unhappy, all I can think of is the future that is so bleak, and the present that I could have had, but was stolen from me.
Always sad, always longing for something. Nostalgia for past, present, future; all morphing to create a husk of a person.
there were shots fired in my city
lasted only a moment
briefly bleeding a sickly orange into the sky
there were fireworks in your city
lasted until the morning
transforming the sky into a kaleidoscope
Since one year, I lost more than I could ever fathom, and i endured much worse than what i thought i could without breaking.
Im alive.
But havent i given enough?

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